Lyrics

Cacophonous and slippery 4:35 in the mornin' And I'm drivin' These streets Tryin' to capture every sound My microphone Hangs out, the back seat window And what I don't succeed In capturin' Turns weightless and indifferent Lord, I've become a stranger.... in my old haunts Blips and bleeps And siren squalls This town it just gets richer And it's teeth get clenched And I am just a statue Of a long lost fearless age Our maladies Our strategies This microphone My wanderin's aside Lord, I've become a stranger.... in my old haunts Hello desire' And what your spooky name Implies In you, I found my silk And swagger The calm before the prize And though I Once was warned You'd be the grave in which I'd lie With you, I was no stranger.... in my old haunts Someday I'll hit the turnpike Speed past a truck stop Burnin' It'll streak my rearview mirror It'll fade, a lonely flicker And I'll listen to these tapes I've made My symphony of phantoms Lord, I've ended up a stranger, in my old haunts I've become a stranger.... in my old haunts