The Burnells

Lyrics

I’VE RISEN TO IMPRESSIVE HEIGHTS, I’VE FLOWN BEFORE THE WIND
I SLIPPED IN THROUGH THE SIDE DOOR AND PAID NO WAGE OF SIN
NOW I KEEP A CANDLE BURNING TO SEE MY HAND BEFORE MY FACE
ON THIS UNTRODDEN PATH WHERE THE SWIFT COULD WIN THE RACE

MY STREET IS NO LONGER FAMILIAR, IT’S NOTHIN’ BUT HILLS AND CURVES
MY NEIGHBORS WANT TO DICTATE WHAT THEY DO AND DON’T DESERVE
WE HAVE NOTHING LEFT IN COMMON BUT AN ENDLESS WAR OF WORDS
CONVICTIONS I THOUGHT WE SHARED HAVE MIGRATED LIKE THE BIRDS

IT’S ONE SIDE OR THE OTHER
AND THE TWAIN SHALL NO MORE MEET
I KNEW IT HAPPENED IN OTHER PLACES
BUT NOW IT’S HAPPENING ON MY STREET

{Instrumental}

THE GOSPEL OF DISRUPTION RESOUNDS FROM EVERY HILL
AND EVERY POINT IS ARGUED WITH AN EYE TOWARD OVERKILL
IT’S TESTING EVERY LIMIT OF GENEROSITY
WHLE MAKING A RELIGION OF GRANDIOSITY

WE'RE ALL ADRIFT TOGETHER ON AN ENDLESS ASTRAL SEA
AND EVERYTHING THAT'S DONE TO YOU IS ALSO DONE TO ME
WE RIDE THE SWELLS AND TROUGHS, WE SEARCH THE STARLESS SKY
FOR A GLIMPSE OF LIGHT TO GUIDE US TO A PLACE THAT'S WARM AND DRY

WAYS AND MEANS OF INFORMATION
DISPLACED AND OBSOLETE
IF YOU WANT TO FIND SALVATION
YOU WON'T FIND IT ON MY STREET