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Talking Back to the Night Lyrics

Artist: Steve Winwood
Album: Chronicles

High above the heat of a summer New York street
An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone
He's a preacher and a teacher
And he stands up all alone

Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park
A poet in his madness tries to find another line
And he's losing and he's using
And he says he's doing fine

And they look from such a height
That somehow it's all right
They're talking back to the night
It's all that they can do
Talking back to the night
It's how they make it through
If you listen you can hear them
Their voices draw you near them
They're talking back to the night for you

Something seems to take every dime the man can make
His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
And he's trying hard to make it
And he's trying not to burn

Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
She gives him all she has to
And it's no more than he needs

Comments/Interpretations

by Ken on 6/19/2008 9:54pm
The Sax play on this song is awesome!

by BS on 7/1/2008 8:05pm

I really like the line:

"A poet in his madness tries to find another line"

BS

by timbo on 12/12/2010 3:49pm
Agree, saxaphone is HOT!

by TP on 12/12/2010 3:52pm
Is this about homeless people or the demons we deal with inside our souls?

by Hans on 6/24/2012 9:45am
The version of this song by Joe Cocker with Sly en Robbie on the album Sheffield Steel is GREAT!

by Keithjcee on 12/8/2012 7:35pm
I love the sax (best I ever heard); and I love the stanza...

"Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
She gives him all she has to
And it's no more than he needs..."