Lisa Miskovsky

Main street's empty in the evening chill
From courthouse tower to griffin mill
Small signs of winter come creeping down the hills
I saw your shadow on Jackson St.
Where the zombie-eyed kids and the speed-queens meet
It's been a long time running thorugh my veins this long lost dream
And I tear it apart and burn it all down 'couse I have to
God gave me permission to do what it takes to find you
All the friends I betrayed all the enemies made in the process
We've all done the same we're just carrying different crosses
I'm feeling no pain baby - it's acceptable losses
This place got dark in the year's that passed
The store-fronts blown I guess nothing lasts
The fighting at the bars still draw wired vengeful crowds
I fallowed our trail down to Rosewood Park
As the shadows grow tall and the stars come out
Were the backseat lovers used to park their daddy's car