Five Bucks in My Pocket - June Of 44

I had a dream, I always have, 5 $ in my pocket,

Endless packs of cigarettes and a lifetime pass,

For cross-town traffic.

an any day matinee or

Should I say… a warm dark place to hide-a-way.

Always a steady stream of generous panhandle

Hand-outs.

Hurry cross the street.

we’ll grab a bite to eat,

And we’ll stay on our feet.

I’ll send a telegram, to tell you where I am.

Always a steady stream of generous panhandle

Hand-outs.

I had a dream I always have 5 $ in my pocket.

The infinite hour of minimum wage to guage

Our days with gritty green in a faded blue jean

Pocket.

Have you ever seen a clock in a dream

Where no-time is money

An unconscious wrist-watch is, where

No-time is money.