[00:14.94]High above the heat of a summer
[00:22.08]New York street
[00:30.99]An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone
[00:42.84]He's a preacher and a teacher
[00:47.22]And he stands up all alone
[00:56.64]Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park
[01:04.62]A poet in his madness tries to find another line
[01:25.53]And he's losing and he's using
[01:26.76]And he says he's doing fine
[01:40.47]And they look from such a height
[01:41.13]That somehow it's all right
[01:45.15]They're talking back to the night
[01:49.11]It's all that they can do
[01:52.92]Talking back to the night
[02:03.03]It's how they make it through
[02:03.54]If you listen you can hear them
[02:07.20]Their voices draw you near them
[02:10.98]They're talking back to the night for you
[02:20.52]Something seems to take every dime the man can make
[02:28.08]His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
[02:48.99]And he's trying hard to make it
[02:53.67]And he's trying not to burn
[02:54.87]Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
[03:17.22]She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
[03:30.78]She gives him all she has to
[03:32.49]And it's no more than he needs