I can wait at the canyon's corner and I'm back away
I can see you looking into locuses that ease your mind
Won't peel your cowl back, I'm shaking up and you're stepping down
Put your cookies in the cooling rack, let's kiss the sky away, hey
Holding on to your fishing line
I can feel the future just fine
I can feel the future, baby
It's tumbling down your cheek
But I can't see the past, oh no
I'm no one contending, oh lord
I can see your future life
And that future life don't play
Dark streets, watch out
Long streets, back home
Dark streets, watch out
Let's ride
Tied to the boats of my life, I'm a man of sanity
No man is a sinking houseboat, yeah it just arrived
Have you snuck off into parks land, shooting off the flare gun
Are you in my office building, well I ain't dressed for the occasion
Oh, ain't that the way things work
Ain't that the way things go
Aren't those the stories we've been told
Sister, let's ride again
Dark streets, watch out
Red sun, come home
Dark streets, watch out
Well, let's ride
You can call me all night
I'm living like a lonely man, I'm living in this lonely land
I'm living in an empty bed, watching those bars at night
I'm leaving all the things I have, and I'm waiting on the canyon's edge
I'm living like a lonely man, bring back your bars tonight
I'm living like a lonely man, I'm living on this lonely land
I'm leaning on an empty bench, watching those bars at night
But I'm leaving all the things I have, and I'm waiting on the canyon's edge
I'm living in this lonely land, bring back your bars tonight, and let's ride
compositores: Derek James Fudesco, Marty Lund, Peter Quirk
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