Had
A piece of
Of time
To divvy
Into cream puff days
Had my share of love
To squander
All along the way
While the earth sleeps
Tilted on its side
Thought I’d ride the bus
To someplace new
But when i got there
I didn’t have the change
To change the destination
Or submit my resignation
I asked directions
At the station
On the corner
Where we used to walk
On Summer nights
There were bars on the window
And bars on the door
And the guy inside
Changing quarters
Didn’t have anymore
Ideas
I guess it’s up to us now
I’d rather
Catch a paper plane
I guess I’d rather
Fly away
To where nobody counts
The cost of being young
Where did all the young ones go?
It’s chilly in the city
It’s quiet in the hills
The lone wolf howls
But rarely kills
And the people on the street
Go on crouching in the cover
Of screens held up to screen
Their aching eyes
Staring
Holes in the pavement
Holes in their shoes
Holes in their pockets
With nothing to lose
And holes in the sky
Where the stars are
(Turn the lights down
Turn the lights down)
I asked directions
At the station
On the corner
Where we used to walk
On Summer nights
There were bars on the window
And bars on the door
And the guy inside
Changing quarters
Didn’t have anymore
Ideas
I guess it’s up to us now
I’d rather
Catch a paper plane
I guess I’d rather
Fly away
To where nobody counts
The cost of being young
Where did all the young ones go?
And the people on the street
Go on crouching in the cover
Of screens held up to screen
Their aching eyes
Staring
Holes in the pavement
Holes in their shoes
Holes in their pockets
With nothing to lose
And holes in the sky
Where the stars are
I had
A piece of
Of time
To divvy
Into cream puff days
Had my share of love
To squander
All along the way
While the earth sleeps