Avenues by Evan Schafer Lyrics

A score of clouds above us
A bustling city of caught-on fire
Bless his heart, he found the desire
To be understood, never could be the mire

A field of grass between us
A far off curtain of listless measure
I do not seem to care when all they do
Is ask me if I’m trying at all

Reaching for the sky is such a cliché
I’d much rather be here on the ground
Turning the way of those who’ve come before
I’ll dance avenues in the rain

A decade or more has passed us
A chained-up peril of classless fame
I cannot win the war when it goes under the door
And you’re banging away wanting more

Dreaming of something mindless and twisted
Darkness comes by the light of day
Burdening our every move
Like a crow on the prey
For love, sacred love