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...
7 Years by Lukas Graham
There is a place where the dark street winds and bends,
Where the smoke blows black,
And where the chalk-white arrows go.
Original Music by Jeff Chambers
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black,
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow.
Where the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint-wind.
What a Wonderful World by Bob Thiele and George Weiss (arr. Malia J)
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.
A nostalgic production inspired by the Shel Silverstein poem, "Where The Sidewalk Ends," the Kamiak Show Band's 30th-anniversary production brings the iconic poem to life using striking color and familiar music.