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Silver Street

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Жанры : singer-songwriter indie piano rock alternative rock

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Now the houses are ghosts
Over Silver Street
They got `em dressed up like clowns
Married couples slamming doors
Bums praising the Lord
You`re playing tapes for the town
Now the neighbourhood`s mixed
And your college friends
Are getting younger every year
The wind don`t blow
And the grass don`t grow
You`re never leaving Silver Street
You bought some brown wire-frames
At a junk shop
And that was you trademark at school
Now they`re barely hanging on
And the styles are moving on
It`s hard for a man to stay cool.
So the seasons change
And the storefronts change
While everything stays the same
The wind don`t blow
And the grass don`t grow
You`re never leaving Silver Street
But, now don`t get me wrong
Cause I like this neighbourhood
Oh, and seeing you was good
But now we spent the day
So completely uninspired
Asking, "Why should I be tired?"
They`re filling the potholes in on Silver Street
You`re waking the neighbours up at noon
Now your friends are out on break
And you`re out on your brown lawn
Breaking the dirt with a broom
Never leaving

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