Lyrics

Streets of Pain
by Michael Shorr

Step up slowly to the cross-town bus,
Shiver hunched beneath the rain.
Night lights shimmer on the slick black street
As I leave this failed campaign.

Slide my fare into the coin box slot
Like little bells into a jar.
Or like a jackpot of cold, broken glass
Or like the pieces of my heart.

Chorus:
Take me from these Streets of Pain,
From these roads of war.
How I long to hear your warm refrain,
But I will fight no more.

I lean my head against the windowpane.
Breathing deep I smell your hair.
I reach my hand out to caress your face
Though I know well you won't be there.

Chorus

I leave because we have gone too far.
I leave because we've fought enough.
And I refuse to do us any more harm.
I leave for I'm in love.

Chorus


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