l exist in the shadows created by street lights
My life is charcoal sketches, vandalizin' your oil-based watercolored world thoughts and insights
My life-my life, drama takes place underneath these street lights
No-no curtain, no script, no costumes
No playwright's direction, no-no dressin' rooms, no-no curtain calls
My-my dreams are my image overlooked by these street lights
As we-we struggle to find the space between, the space between desparation and insanity
Loneliness in hell, hunger in street fights
Darkness in these street lights
Our-our souls play out underneath these street lights, man
Only a select few are granted fifteen minutes of fame though
We all run the same course through this man-made pitfall infested X-games
See, I-I've learned everything underneath these street lights
© brandon m