workers on strike and
marching down the street
the broken bridge
won't be repaired today
do what you like I don't mind
the fact is now
I need a place to stay
you never know
what is gonna happen tomorrow
If time hurries on
then you can just pass me by
I ride my bike into dark
fooling around in the photograph
the shiftng sands
in the speed of your life
no matter how long it takes
I'll be fine
draw your own map
and go on your way
you never know
what is gonna happen tomorrow
If time hurries on
then you can just pass me by
no more lights on the street