It'll wake up some change. Stones in the pipeline. Like some new mountain range. Leave the lowlands behind. They take your photograph. You come into existence.
Ah the stories from the streets. They make their way up to your window. Re-awaken certain memories. This way you re-live them again and again. . One will change into the other.
All I see is my newfound friend. And all the things she grants me. Freedom is not among those things. And freedom is by no means free. . Well, this is where it all begins.
I'm really on your side. Although you may not ever believe that it's so. I've been taken to looking back. Across it all, it was never that bad. Oh you know.
Take the forward path. Have a big slice of the city. Get the upper hand. While you're still pretty. . But you know what we're like. No, they will never respect you.
We're on a roll. We crack and roll in the bar rooms. It's a glorious calling. If you've got nothing much to lose. . And you can take it further still.