I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
Trying to keep myself out of the rain
Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown
Wondered if I might end up the same
There's a man out on the corner, singing old songs about change
Everybody got their cross to bare, these daysShe came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard
I guess she's trying to be James Dean
She's seen all the disciples and all the wannabes
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still there's nothing to hold on to but these daysThese days the stars seem out of reach
These days there ain't a ladder on the streets
These days are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age
There ain't nobody left but us these daysJimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
His mamma said he was crazy
He said: Mamma, I've got to try
Don't you know that all my heroes died
And I guess I'd rather die than fade awayThese days the stars seem out of reach
But these days, there ain't a ladder on the streets
These days are fast, nothing lasts, it's a graceless age
Even innocence has caught the midnight train
And there ain't nobody left but us these daysI know Rome's still burning
Though the times have changed
This world keeps turning 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round
These daysThese days the stars seem out of reach
But these days there ain't a ladder on the streets
These days are fast, nothing lasts
There ain't no time to waste
There ain't nobody left to take the blame
There ain't nobody left but us these days
Ain't nobody left but us these days

Composição: Jon Bon Jovi / Richie Sambora.

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Thiago Rosa
Thiago Rosa

Meu Nome é Thiago Rosa tenho 35 anos, residente em Itapeva - MG Sul de Minas e sou criador do site Chemical Music. Nosso site é voltado para todas as coisas relacionadas à música.

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