There will always be songs 

That remind me of you 

Especially the ones you’ve written 

But we’ll leave those for you.

 

I feel that you’re lonely 

I find it in myself 

This pressure they pour 

Well it doesn’t fill us up 

There’s many roads to revisit 

But trot them carefully 

Look low for your trail of crumbs 

Step over the stones gently 

Don’t get lost in the flood of memory.

 

You left a woman waiting 

In neon reflected parking lots 

She’s made of tear stained glass 

And she speaks only in the past 

She claims if they take the backstreets 

They’ll find you hiding, running 

But no matter how hard you try 

Your life will never be Springsteen’s.

 

The role of victim is sweeter than victor.

The taste of anger is better than vinegar 

But there’s still a bitter taste 

There’s so much time to waste 

And that’s exactly what I plan to do 

Just sit and wait, make do 

The guiding lights still twinkle bright 

Maybe they’ll lead me back to you 

Or maybe they’ll take me to start anew. 

You hold the switch 

Just please 

Stop flickering it.