Paper Streets

20180601.1 You came a long long way just to find nothing on the other end of a promise from the other side of the sun the road was mapped but never real still the dream of a long gone man now foxtails push up through cracked cement and long abandoned plans Paper streets always burn. Paper streets always burn. On a bridge to nowhere, you never know where to turn. Paper streets always burn. Doesn't matter where you're from when you see the world from the sky Broadway to Magazine to Sunset Boulevard They all draw the same line You have to put your faith in strangers or else this is a lonely life but sometimes people are wicked and cruel we're not wired to be nice I lost a fortune to a dream but at least it was my dream some people lose their fortune to a faith in the world as it seems