Daily Nightly (alternate mix) - The Monkees

Darkened rolling figures move through

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

Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams

Find questions, but no answers

Startled eyes that sometimes see

Phantasmagoria 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 it’s 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