I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
Trying to keep myself out of the rain
Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown
Wondered if I might end up the same
There’s a man out on the corner, singing old songs about change
Everybody’s got their cross to bear these days
She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard
I guess she’s trying to be James Dean
She’s seen all the disciples and all the wanna-be’s
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still there’s nothing to hold on to but these days
Chorus:
These days – the stars seem out of reach
These days – there ain’t a ladder on the streets
These days – are fast, love don’t last in this graceless age
There ain’t anybody left but but us these days
Jimmy Shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
From a second storey window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
His mamma said he was crazy – he said “Mamma I’ve got to try,
Don’t you know that all my heroes died
And I guess I’d rather die than fade away”
Chorus:
These days – the stars seem out of reach
But these days – there ain’t a ladder on the streets
These days – are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the midnight train
And there ain’t anybody left but but us these days
I know Rome’s still burning
Though the times have changed
This world keeps turning round and round and round and round
These days
Chorus:
These days – the stars seem out of reach
But these days – there ain’t a ladder on the streets
These days – are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the midnight train
And there ain’t anybody left but but us these days
These days – the stars seem out of reach
These days – there ain’t a ladder on the streets
These days – are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age
There ain’t no time to waste
There ain’t anybody left to take the blame
And there ain’t anybody left but but us these days
There ain’t anybody left but but us these days
