Thursday, December 4, 2008

The Stars Aint Out of Reach?

I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
Trying to keep myself out of the rain
Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown
Wondered if I might end up the same
Theres a man out on the corner
Singing old songs about change
Everybody got their cross to bare, these days

She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard
Guess shes trying to be james dean
Shes seen all the disciples and all the wanna bes
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still theres nothing to hold on to but these days

These days, the stars seem out of reach
These days, there aint a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love dont last in this graceless age
There aint nobody left but us these days

Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
His momma said he was crazy -
he said, "Momma Ive got to try!
Dont you know that all my heroes died...
And I guess Id rather die than fade away"

These days, the stars seem out of reach
But these days, there aint a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love dont lasts-in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there aint nobody left but us these days

I know Rome still burning
Though the times have changed
This world keep turning round and round and round and round these days..

There aint no time to waste
There aint nobody left to take the blame
There aint nobody left but us these days

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