Streets

Broken down at the shoulder of the road

Thumbin' for a ride as I'm shakin' off the cold

Just a few more miles and I might've made it home at last

Be there with my friends, talk about the past

My mistakes, they have always paved the way

Direction of life, stories of the day

But now I'm gonna fade

Ghost of those days

Now I'm gonna fade

Specter of things that changed

Now I'm gonna fade

Face without a name

Now I'm gonna fade

The streets won't be the same

Nights in jail with black eyes and busted teeth

Cold steel bars, flip flops, and a cot where I can sleep

No more cigarettes, no one to curl up with

Muttering suicidal thoughts underneath my breath

All I want in this nightmare I call life

Was to ride the road with stories told, an outlaw way of life

But now I'm gonna fade

Ghost of those days

Now I'm gonna fade

Specter of things that changed

Now I'm gonna fade

Face without a name

Now I'm gonna fade

The streets won't be the same

Now I'm gonna fade

Ghost of those days

Now I'm gonna fade

Specter of things that changed

Now I'm gonna fade

Face without a name

Now I'm gonna fade

The streets won't be the same

I've been down a hard road or two

Taught myself to survive and how to sing the blues

Trouble bound, been for all my life

Headin' down a lonely road, paved with pain and strife

Trampin' round and headin' to and fro

I'll stick around for another drink, but then I gotta go

Now I'm gonna fade

Ghost of those days

Now I'm gonna fade

Specter of things that changed

Now I'm gonna fade

Face without a name

Now I'm gonna fade

The streets won't be the same

Whiskey bottles broken on my floor