These Valley Streets

Among the sleepless nights

that ended all so far behind

live the memories of a place that I would always find

people tell me

things have changed along these valley streets

but I don't think it's so

its been so long that I've had this

endless highway in my blood

that lonely kid who never thought

that he could fly above

the sound of August nights

under dimly lit street lights

escape our little worlds that has a place in me

the faceless kids out in the street

that by night they'd run

the little taste of freedom

that was there for everyone

I thought that where we were

is where we'd always stay

then I remember that was long and I'm here today but

when I see you hanging out I can't help but to think,

I was there once too

people tell me

things have changed along these valley streets

but I don't think its true... no