There is nobody in Hartford
Except the people buying flowers
And the people selling flowers
Except people crossing streets in residential neighborhoods
And in the central business district
There’s nobody in Hartford
Except families in this park
And families in that park
Except people walking their sassy dogs
There’s nobody in Hartford
Except people in downtown on the weekend
There’s nobody in Hartford
Except those attending church services in the park
Except those riding and scooting through
There is nobody in Hartford
Except a man enjoying his iced tea while young people walk on by
This place is a Ghost Town