Stranded Town

she lives in a stolen car
down by the river
maybe my stolen car
and if it was I’d probably forgive her
she came from Iowa
or maybe Tennessee
wound up stranded
don’t you see

stranded in a stranded town

money is as money does
and that’s the reason why
the windows all get dirtier
when somebody like her passes by
it’s a duality of opposites
and opposites abound
everything is either shiny new
or else it’s broken down

my hands are cleaner
than the hands of some of theirs
but the dirt is in the system
and its everywhere
and there is no antiseptic
that can do this kind of dirt
we’re gonna have to amputate
and it’s gonna hurt

storm clouds rollin’
rain is comin’ down
water seeks it’s own level
in this part of town
some people swim
and some just have to drown
that’s just the way it is
when you’re stranded
in a stranded town

caught between the mirrors
of success and blind ambition
is there anyone accountable
or is it just a random imposition
we bury them in landfills
beyond the shadows of our doubt
we honor them with candles
and then we blow them out