The Night the Cafe Burned Songtext
von Thrift Store Cowboys

Images recede into the blur of my attention
The constant push conforming my beliefs and my dissention
Growing power separates the mighty from the weak
My mind screams out my viewpoint until I no longer speak
There is no lack of spirit here, just one of population
As satellites and freeways now accelerate our nation
Speed kills the identities that once made me unique
Now I struggle with direction and what it is I seek
Moonlight at the stop sign here you′ll see no five and dime
And the broken down sidewalk
That crumbles as I walk


Believe me, it's seen better days
Oh, believe me, it′s seen better days
And the walls came down at home
Left charred remains of stone
Returned to find, abandoned time
A town swept back and left behind
Moonlight at the stop sign here you'll see no five and dime
And the broken down sidewalk
That crumbles as I walk
Believe me, it's seen better days
Oh, and the new ones here, they rarely will stay