Back To The Old Streets

The diner’s gone where we used to meet

Now it’s a coffee shop with chrome and sleek

The old oak tree still shades the park

But the swing set’s missing

It feels so stark

Back to the old streets

Where time plays tricks

Everything’s shifting

But some things stick

The echoes of laughter

The crack in the wall

Back to the old streets

I still hear it all

The corner store has a shiny sign

But I still see us in that checkout line

The schoolyard fence is taller now

But the bell still rings

The same somehow

I walk these roads

My shadow's long

Chasing ghosts where I belong

Back to the old streets

Where time plays tricks

Everything’s shifting

But some things stick

The echoes of laughter

The crack in the wall

Back to the old streets

I still hear it all

I thought I'd find myself unchanged

But I’m older too

It’s all so strange

The past is a mirror

Cracked but bright

I see my reflection in the pale streetlight