There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
- "Where the Sidewalk Ends" by Shel Silverstein
Deborah Page:
http://www.myspace.com/pagedeborah44
http://www.eststudios.com
FeedTacoma (central hub of the chalk contest:
http://www.feedtacoma.com
thats tacoma for ya
JacobCain86 1 year ago
Very cool. Tacoma has all the fun stuff.
Love the music, and that plug at the end was brilliant.
Demented thumbs up FTW!
the5regularguys 3 years ago
I love the world you created for us. Challenge the norms, you rebel
mustardlord 3 years ago
Nice work on Frost Park!
Ebjornson2 3 years ago
Adam! Lol.... You never stop making me laugh, Very nicely done and with I could of been there. I really would of been a good chalk artist I think... lol I look forward to seeing more!
angelsinthewindow 3 years ago
i really enjoy your vids they are so coo! keep up the good work!
DFTBA!
ravenclawconfused14 3 years ago