I was cramped into a coffee house pew
two dollar coke in my hand
listening to the music run
through and out of a drowning man.
Ten years ago I first heard him singing
to a screaming crazy crowd
now there's thirteen loyal people
trying to sound that loud.
And I wonder as I watch him now
why his songs don't turn me on.
He got me into music
where has the fragile magic gone?
And all the changes
keep on changing
and the good old days
they say they're gone.
Only wise men
and some new born fools
say they know what's going on.
But I sometimes think the difference is
just in how I think and see
and the only changes going on
are going on in me.
There was you and Fifth avenue
before there were lies
and all my hot blood schemes
and teenage dreams
flashed before my eyes.
I did not think I had a chance
you had to prove me wrong
it took a year and a half
of tears and laughs
before you moved along.
And now these long years later
when I see you once again
I wonder what you saw in me
when you loved me way back then.
There I was in you Air Force
Uncle Sam, you owned my brain.
I tried to see myself as a sex mad savior
sailing on a silver plane.
I started out to do my duty
ended up just doing time.
What is it about you
my mother of a country
that makes so many change our minds.
You had me on your honor roll
for your dream I would die
now I would not even cross the street
to help you live a lie.
