chasing yesterday 

See it in the way,you take on the end of the day.

You can’t shake the shadows,when they fall across your eyes.

You won’t be the middle man.

Spent the day,Watching another hit parade.

Someone  said God was coming back.I talked to him on the telephone,the sand is gone from the hour-glass,but we’ve all got time for that…

The more that you want it.

The more that you take it 

The morning takes away your youth and grace 

But the soul still burns the night 

And the girl,still has those x-ray eyes 

And you can dance,chasing all our yesterdays

And I’m only breathing in a new religion-writing out a new revolution

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