Hard to Change

Hard To Change - Meg Hutchinson
 Train whistling home in the dark
 Christmas lights up in the trailer park
 And across the highway
 good Americans shop
 There is a quiet dignity,
 yards tiny and clean
 Small enough to just fall right through
 The American dream
 Year of the billion dollar bailout
 Neighborhood of the graveyard shift
 Just a few blocks back behind
 the dealerships
 And all these things
 feel so hard to change
 You know it used to snow here,
 now it only rains
 I can barely hear you,
 over these machines
 Turn 'em all off
 and tell me about your dreams
 Driving south from New York City
 Past Our Lady of Liberty
 Toward the strange glow
 of the factories
 Wanna hear the silence in my life
 But I bought all these tools to save time
 Well if they save so much
 then where's all mine?
 And all these things
 feel so hard to change
 You know it used to snow here,
 now it only rains
 I can barely hear you,
 over these machines
 Turn 'em all off
 and tell me about your dreams
 Wanna be your new lover,
 wanna be your old friend
 Don't wanna make the same mistakes
 that my parents did
 And all these things
 feel so hard to change
 You know it used to snow here,
 now it only rains
 I can barely hear you,
 over these machines
 Turn 'em all off
 and tell me about your dreams
 Turn 'em all off
 and tell me about your dreams
 Turn 'em all off
 and tell me about your dreams...