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  1. Dark Streets

From the recording Thoughts

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Lyrics

Dark Streets
Old street cabs with beat up rims, those dirty windows seem to hide their sins
From the backstreet stops to the avenue again.
I was born in November on the coldest day in a city full of dreamers on a poor man's pay
Where the circumstance of living never ends.
Too proud to say it so I hold my head high
But my life is out of focus and I pretend I haven't noticed, no way
I keep on talking, but there's nothing to say
'Cause I'm out there in the danger zone, and it ain't a place where I belong.

I could be the wildest show in town
Out upon the west side looking down,
I could be that phantom never found, maybe so
I'm living on the dark streets.
I could be the wind from a hurricane
Knocking on your back door once again
I could be that isolation train, I don't know
'Bout living on the dark streets anymore. yeah.........

Low light coming from a ground floor room in a desolate building, in the middle of a ruin
'Ain't nobody wants to be there through the night.
You keep living your life from your day to day 'cause there ain't no other game that you can play.
It's a cold hard fact you're facing, honesty meets obligation, I say
I could be dreaming 'bout that rose coloured life
But I know it's what you make it, if you want it you can take it, I say
I've got to find myself and reach for the sky
'Cause this constant hesitation keeps me in this situation, I say.

I could be the wildest show in town
Out upon the west side looking down,
I could be that phantom never found, maybe so
I'm living on the dark streets.
I could be the wind from a hurricane
Knocking on your back door once again
I could be that isolation train, I don't know
'Bout living on the dark streets anymore. yeah.......

I don't want to criticise this sadness in my mind, it's a far cry from that better life out there
Landmines on the avenue, and every kind of point of view,
It's a bitter sweet sensation with no final destination, I say

I could be the wildest show in town
Out upon the west side looking down,
I could be that phantom never found, maybe so
I'm living on the dark streets.
I could be the wind from a hurricane
Knocking on your back door once again
I could be that isolation train, I don't know
'Bout living on the dark streets anymore.
'Bout living on the dark streets anymore.
I keep on knocking at your door
Not living on the dark streets anymore
I'm knock knock knocking at your door,
Not living on the dark streets anymore.
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)
Not living on the dark streets anymore.
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)
No no no no no no no.
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)
Ain't no dark streets anymore
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)
Ain't no dark streets anymore
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)
I just keep knocking at your door
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)
(I'll keep on knocking at your door)