Yeah
Yeah
There it was near nightfall
I asked a pa**er-by for the time
And she said 'late twentieth century'
Sirens sang like catcalls
The moon was paled by neon light
Oh, and I guess she was right
Cars were whizzing past me
With boomin' jungle beat radios
And headlights cut the dusk like switchblades
Lover's eyes like fireflies
In feather-fingered evening chill
Oh, I can feel it still
Wanderin' the streets of modern America
Wanderin' the streets of modern America
Yeah
A dark-haired woman dancing
Multi-colored skirt in the wind
Music came through an open window
Oh I saw your eyes then
Someone's camera caught her spin
Love was like a second skin
Traffic lights were changing
Stop and go a pulse and a flow of thousands of life stories
Hungry eyes like fireflies
like spirits you could pa** right through
Oh, but I remember you
Wanderin' the streets of modern America
Wanderin' the streets of modern America
Yeah
[ bridge ]
The modern world is changing
Every day grows stranger to me
In this world that we were born to
Half of what it should be
Like a bird with broken wing
Oh, but you made it sing
Wanderin' the streets of modern America
Wanderin' the streets of modern America
Like a bird with broken wing
Oh, but you made it sing
All Lyrics Copyright Wendy Wall
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