Ended up a stranger

Cacophonous and slippery
4:35 in the mornin'
And i'm drivin'
These streets
Tryin' to capture every sound
My microphone
Hangs out, the back seat window

And what i don't succeed
In capturin'
Turns weightless and indifferent

Lord, i've become a stranger
In my old haunts

Blips and bleeps
And siren squalls
This town it just gets richer
And it's teeth get clenched

And i am just a statue
Of a long lost fearless age

Our maladies
Our strategies
This microphone
My wanderin's aside

Lord, i've become a stranger
In my old haunts

Hello desire'
And what your spooky name
Implies

In you, i found my silk
And swagger,
The calm before the prize

And though I
Once was warned
You'd be the grave in which i'd lie

With you, i was no stranger
In my old haunts

Someday i'll hit the turnpike
Speed past a truck stop
Burnin'

It'll streak my rearview mirror
It'll fade, a lonely flicker

And i'll listen to these tapes i've made
My symphony of phantoms
Lord, i've ended up a stranger, in my old haunts
I've become a stranger.... In my old haunts