Streets That Time Walks (Album Version)-Son Volt

[ti:Streets That Time Walks (Album Version)] [ar:Son Volt] [al:Wide Swing Tremelo] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Streets That Time Walks - Son Volt [00:21.54]The beliefs from the status-quo picture [00:25.17] [00:26.28]Drop down like from a drip dispenser [00:30.19] [00:31.48]Leaving too many paths that lead to [00:35.46] [00:36.47]A one way talk with only the darkness [00:40.48] [00:41.42]Sun breaks on a buffer-zone madness [00:45.45] [00:46.44]Fleeing ghosts for all the wrong reasons [00:50.93] [00:52.38]With apathetic eyes to the future [00:55.60] [00:56.81]Complacent to the last broken pieces [01:02.50] [01:12.25]No conspiracy to deny you [01:16.89] [01:17.66]Or push you astray [01:20.90] [01:22.42]You've withstood the streets that time walks [01:26.44] [01:27.82]Still treading on a hallowed gone heyday [01:33.18] [01:53.33]Your grievance is wrapped in [01:56.94] [01:57.92]Just simple surviving [02:01.43] [02:02.65]Points raised points abandoned [02:06.43] [02:07.72]The big dream is hollowed [02:11.47] [02:12.96]Hereafters have not been chosen [02:17.12] [02:18.39]The flame will find the oxygen [02:22.54] [02:23.26]Stopgap measures down [02:26.72] [02:28.13]Just take it for another spin [02:33.01] [02:43.72]No conspiracy to deny you [02:48.26] [02:49.15]Or push you astray [02:52.76] [02:53.91]You've withstood the streets that time walks [02:57.64] [02:58.89]Still treading on a hallowed gone heyday [03:04.49] [03:24.01]Walked into a field of vision [03:28.19] [03:29.05]Cold-hearted steps of perception [03:33.22] [03:34.33]The closer to the rise [03:37.43] [03:38.75]Is distance stood to fall [03:42.33] [03:43.77]Homesick along with a hometown stay [03:47.77] [03:49.06]Pack it up or pack it in [03:53.00] [03:54.43]The promise of days gone past [03:57.97] [03:59.00]Is a foregone situation [04:05.20] [04:14.53]No conspiracy to deny you [04:19.35] [04:20.15]Or push you astray [04:23.65] [04:24.57]You've withstood the streets that time walks [04:28.78] [04:29.82]Still treading on a hallowed gone heyday