cacophonous and slippery
4:35 in the mornin'
and I'm drivin'
these streets
tryin' to capture every sound
my microphone
hangs out, the back seat window
and what I don't succeed
in capturin'
turns weightless and indifferent
Lord, I've become a stranger.... in my old haunts
blips and bleeps
and siren squalls
this town it just gets richer
and it's teeth get clenched
and I am just a statue
of a long lost fearless age
our maladies
our strategies
this microphone
my wanderin's aside
Lord, I've become a stranger.... in my old haunts
hello desire'
and what your spooky name
implies
in you, I found my silk
and swagger,
the calm before the prize
and though I,
once was warned
you'd be the grave in which I'd lie
with you, I was no stranger.... in my old haunts
someday I'll hit the turnpike
speed past a truck stop
burnin'
it'll streak my rearview mirror
it'll fade, a lonely flicker
and I'll listen to these tapes I've made
my symphony of phantoms
Lord, I've ended up a stranger, in my old haunts
I've become a stranger.... in my old haunts
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