Wabash Avenue

Hollow

between the wars and the rain
i must believe that you still believe
beneath the booze and the rage
you find release… but the stream, once loose, flows nowhere

when you were a little boy
did you ever think you’d treat your life like this
sell your dream by the hour
drown your soul forever…. on wabash avenue

if you’re so damn smart why aren’t you happy
you grow older…. your friends grow younger
if i’m so righteous why does this bother me so
i’m still fading… we’re all just fading specters in a dying light

just once i’d like to see us young again whole again brother
just once i’d like to feel the rain upon my beaten brow
to allow… your pain to flow through me

when you were a little boy
did you ever think you’d treat your life like this
sell your dream by the hour
drown your soul forever…. on wabash avenue

jason hausman

©1997 Orpheus Arts/ASCAP

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