Tonight I saw a movie, 
The language which unknown to me 
But the flames burning, trumpeting gold 
Rang out the beauty 
Of the Tree... 
Mad dashers 
Driven only by lights 
Crowded sidewalks 
Each their own plight 
Neon Gods burning bright 
Sanctuary offered 
In their light 
This was life 
this is life 
Standing here 
Among the marvels 
New and decidedly unknowing 
Yellow its undauntingly flowing 
Down unyielding corridors 
Carousing, perusing 
The bounties of my mind 
I have entered 
I have left, 
The beauty of the times 
Tonight I saw a movie 
The language which unknown to me 
But still it ran deeply 
In the recesses of my memory.