Текст The Monkees – Daily Nightly

Darkened rolling figures move thru’ prisms of no color
Hand in hand, they walk the night
But never know each other
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled trav’ler

Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor
Salvation’s yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers

The night has gone and taken its infractions
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one

Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who’s found
The questions, but no answers