Those Old Black And White Movies Were True

The street glistens like the stars in the sky

The frost christens every car that drives by

And then I know

Those old black and white movies were true

A slow taxi through the twinkling glitz

Takes us past the megastores

The whores, the poor, the rich in the Ritz

Then I know

Those old black and white movies were true

Is there enough change in your pocket

For another gin and tonic?

And a moment when the conscience explodes

The snow upon the bonnet

The picture

The song

The sonnet

The morning light as she puts on your clothes

The steps up out of the subway to the cold

Your cute face, dumb hat, runny nose

Yeah I know

Those old black and white movies were true