What if I stacked the cards, hid the ace next to my heart Playing out the game with a steady-handed art What if I left the closet open, skeletons and
Heading down the Susquehanna In a boat made of pine Floating down this gentle river To forget what once was mine I know you love another Even though
I dig down deep enough to find the place I hide the tears The photos and the tapes have lasted 10 years Now you live downstairs, maybe across the street
I don't like men who tell me how to talk and how to dress I don't like girls who gossip when their own life is a mess I don't like winter in New York
You want to have coffee, meet for a drink Tell me your story, see what I think How I make sense of Time versus truth I tell you we're all just hanging
It's a quiet drive home, there's less and less to say Pleasant nods and smiles are weighted Behind us to the west, you see it in reverse The sun is fire
You ask me if there's something wrong I say I'm working on a song You haven't said a word in miles I lay my left hand on your thigh Today I woke
Stayed up all night under canopy stars The light of the moon competing with mars The glow of the fire had faded away Over the mountains crept in the
All the stars in the sky on this clear mid-May night Far beyond the dark clay of the walls They remind me of you and when our love was new Everything
You wake in a cloud every morning Ready to find somewhere to hide Turn on the news to thunderstorm warnings Prepare for the worst you might find You
I found love in a double wide trailer Never thought I'd feel so at home in the mud Fell into the arms of a man from Carolina Traded in my trust fund
the street and the gun in the stall Soon as somethin happen niggaz wanna run to the law You know the code of the streets, never run to the law That
won't forget Escaping from this chains I'll meet my love Once again flying Clouds from heaven So, now? Tell me how To walk the streets of tomorrow Someday
:] Niggas in Oakland all day long Be pimping these hoes from dusk til dawn Making cash real fast and you know it's on Hanging on the streets of Oakland
off the streets for us, and for the ones who have eaten lead Take them all and melt them down, Before the streets are dead} The roads are dark and the streets
a monotonous beep I pulled back on the blinds And took a one-eyed peak outside The sun was catching a ride On an innocuous cloud Out on the morning streets
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen All wrapped in white linen
lose your trust? Cause there ain't nothin' in these streets for me Oh, no baby, baby [Bridge] Let's go Yeah, yeah There ain't nothin' in these streets