East on Main

So it's back to town again
 where all my friends fear they've got no friends
 the walls are painted and stenciled
 it reads "no more prisons" on sidewalks bare
 up to reach a crest
 with each footstep
 without arrogance
 oh i've encountered you a time or two now
 and you could use some rest but you don't know how
 if they could see what you believe
 they'd be like you instantly
 so it's back to the porch again
 where all my friends drink til darkness ends
 and pass the labor pool potentials
 they read "homes not jails" on boarded shells
 up to reach a crest
 with each footstep
 without arrogance
 oh i've encountered you a time or two now
 and you could use some rest but you don't know how
 if they could see what you believe
 they'd be like you instantly
 although this town may prove
 to change slow your ways still
 matter the same