Streets That Time Walks - Son Volt

The beliefs from the status-quo picture

Drop down like from a drip dispenser

Leaving too many paths that lead to

A one way talk with only the darkness

Sun breaks on a buffer-zone madness

Fleeing ghosts for all the wrong reasons

With apathetic eyes to the future

Complacent to the last broken pieces

No conspiracy to deny you

Or push you astray

You’ve withstood the streets that time walks

Still treading on a hallowed gone heyday

Your grievance is wrapped in

Just simple surviving

Points raised, points abandoned

The big dream is hollowed

Hereafters have not been chosen

The flame will find the oxygen

Stopgap measures down

Just take it for another spin

No conspiracy to deny you

Or push you astray

You’ve withstood the streets that time walks

Still treading on a hallowed gone heyday

Walked into a field of vision

Cold-hearted steps of perception

The closer to the rise

Is distance stood to fall

Homesick along with a hometown stay

Pack it up or pack it in

The promise of days gone past

Is a foregone situation

No conspiracy to deny you

Or push you astray

You’ve withstood the streets that time walks

Still treading on a hallowed gone heyday