These Days - Acoustic Chill Out

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 days

She 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 days

These 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 days

Jimmy Shoes, he busted both his legs

Trying to learn to fly

From a second story window

He just jumped and closed his eyes

His momma said he was crazy

He said, «Momma, i’ve got to try

Don’t you know that all my heroes died?

And I guess I’d rather die than f-f-fade away», yeah

These days, the stars seem out of reach, yeah

These days, there ain’t a ladder on the streets, oh no no

These days are fast, nothing lasts, it’s a graceless age

Even innocence has caught the midnight train

There ain’t nobody left but us these days

(Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh) I know Rome’s still burning

(Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh) Though the times have changed

(Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh) This world keeps turning round and round and round and

round these days

These days, the stars seem out of reach, yeah

These days, there ain’t a ladder on the streets, oh no no

These days are fast, love don’t last, it’s a graceless age

Even innocence has caught the midnight train

These days, the stars seem out of reach, yeah

These days, there ain’t a ladder on the streets, oh no no

These days are fast, nothing lasts, there ain’t no time to waste

There ain’t nobody left to take the blame

Oh no no no, ain’t nobody left but us these days

Ain’t nobody left but us these days