Cacophonous And Slippery 4:35 In The Mornin'

And I'm Drivin' These Streets

Tryin' To Capture Every Sound

My Microphone Hangs Out The Back Seat Window

And What I Don't Succeed In Capturin'

Turns Weightless And Indifferent

Lord, I've Become A Stranger...in My Old Haunts



Blips And Bleeps

And Siren Squalls

This Town It Just Gets Richer

And It's Teeth Get Clenched

And I Am Just A Statue

Of A Long Lost Fearless Age

Our Maladies Our Strategies

This Microphone My Wanderin's Aside

Lord, I've Become A Stranger...in My Old Haunts



Hello Desire And What Your Spooky Name Implies

In You, I Found My Silk And Swagger,

The Calm Before The Prize

And Though I Once Was Warned

You'd Be The Grave In Which I'd Lie

With You, I Was No Stranger...in My Old Haunts



Someday I'll Hit The Turnpike

Speed Past A Truck Stop Burnin'

It'll Streak My Rearview Mirror

It'll Fade, A Lonely Flicker

And I'll Listen To These Tapes I've Made

My Symphony Of Phantoms

Lord, I've Ended Up A Stranger In My Old Haunts

I've Become A Stranger...in My Old Haunts