The Night The Cafe Burned

Images recede into the blur of my attention
 The constant push conforming my beliefs and my dissention
 Growing power separates the mighty from the weak
 My mind screams out my viewpoint until I no longer speak
 There is no lack of spirit here, just one of population
 As satellites and freeways now accelerate our nation
 Speed kills the identities that once made me unique
 Now I struggle with direction and what it is I seek
 Moonlight at the stop sign here you'll see no five and dime
 And the broken down sidewalk
 That crumbles as I walk
 Believe me, it's seen better days
 Oh, believe me, it's seen better days
 And the walls came down at home
 Left charred remains of stone
 Returned to find, abandoned time
 A town swept back and left behind
 Moonlight at the stop sign here you'll see no five and dime
 And the broken down sidewalk
 That crumbles as I walk
 Believe me, it's seen better days
 Oh, and the new ones here, they rarely will stay