NEVER THE BRIGHT LIGHTS

I see the people walking down the street at night

And they all look like they long for a fight

It’s like a dream where everybody is for sale

In a country where there angry and the sky is pale

We always want something more, then we want it all

Then you can go back to your life, if that’s what is called

It’s such a terrible fate to be young and ugly

To be faced with so much uncertainty

You’d better keep your sanity

Bright lights go up

Big city come down

All this confusion gives you notions of self destruction

So you think of a way to keep us together

He may be black, he may be white

But they don’t need to fight

In a city where there’s too much violence alread

Look at the sky  it’s dirty, and it’s gray and filthy

And today looks just like yesterday

You ask yourself how long can a bad thing last

When we are sodden to our knees with so much strife

They say it’s meant to change your life

I see the people walking down the street at night

And they all look like they long for a fight

Then this old man said: “What are you gonna do with your life?”

……never the bright lights