streetlights

started my drive about 12:05

all the lights seemed so bright

hit the ATM with a wad full of cash

the machine kept telling me

straighten it out

finally accepting my bills

i clicked the remote to lock the doors

start the engine

it's the only way it works

looking over my shoulder

checking to see if somebody's there

and i know you're there

unless this machine that

governs things is wrong

it's like there's a train running through here 

that i never catch

i'm waving my hands

on my face a look of urgency

my Viewmaster is out of pictures

and the third rail is

looking inviting

but you know i'm used to a hard line

entanglement in the magic that was

the window i would break just to wake you

keeping my eyes open where there is no light

if i had a fistful of dollars to not put away

i'd have all the sin along with all the women

sooner or later you don't have enough money

do you ever have enough original  sin

my heart is a nightingale

flying the streets when the lights are too bright

i'm the ogre in the fairy tale

the beast in the movie

and i've been waiting

trying so hard not to get old

sunlight cracks through the night

vulnerability of showing how i feel

i would like more disclosure please

i'm not looking to move

i changed my direction the size of a continent

like it matters when you're sitting with

people who like to talk to the sound of their voice

it's not like the devil's at one coast 

the angel at the other

does it show

i want to wake up in

a world that wants me

he lost his faith

he doesn't even know belonging

he's forgotten make believe

he's been in the sun too long

he's grown too comfortable with the night

push the gas turn on the red light

hope it doesn't stick to you brother

you'll take it home when the light goes off

forever and always

i'm always here

i've been trying for the shortest time

to come to terms with the memory inside me

there is no predicting

there's always something tomorrow forgot

my baby clicks off my channel

probably tired of the infomercial that is me

i've been called the seventh son

just waiting for the word that

i'm the one