let the bright colours come blushing gently back
to the cherry blossom trees around pontiac
and guys in powder blue starter jackets down on the street
let them come up from the corners so light on their feet
let the ticker tape come cascading down
above the greyhound station out at the edge of town
and at the sschoolyard fences where the children shout
let the chains falls away and let them all rust out
and though all good things in time will melt away
pinklon thomas is getting out of prison today
out to the curbside let the grandmothers come
and stand in red gingham dresses in the afternoon sun
and from the windows high above the street, let the trumpets sound
and let confetti fill the air and gather on the ground
let the guys all hurry on down to the gym
and throw the doors wide open and clear a space for him
let messaes from strangers spray painted on cheap drapes
hang from all the fire escapes
let them spell it out on marquees and on window displays
pinklon thomas is getting out of prison today

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