These Streets Were Not Made For Dreaming

by Ed Mount

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lyrics

And the night was impertinent
As a stranger filled with pride.
The rain was pouring and the wind
Was like a horse that noone can ride.
Disciples and cold sentences
Lacerated my inner home,
I was so drunk and full of rage
As I stood on that street alone.

These streets were not made for dreaming,
These grey houses were not like home
And there’s nothing left to believe in
And there’s nothing left here which is unknown.
And the lights on the streets were dancing like
Happy children before the graveyard’s gate,
Who laugh at me, ’cause I’m one of them
In the wrong place and in the wrong age.

Those grey houses were not like home
And those courtains couldn’t hide the sadness
Of silence which sorrounded this place
And shout about the gloomy past.

These streets were not made for dreaming,
These grey houses were not like home
And there’s nothing left to believe in
And there’s nothing left here which is unknown.

I didn’t have exact memories
But impressions of voices
And faces which were familiar
But now these things don’t mean anything to me.
All my secrets were flowing out
But I had a sip of past.
I had nothing left to love
And I had nothing left to detest.

These streets were not made for dreaming,
These grey houses were not like home.