Anywhere-End-Up Street Songtext
von Aaron English

Maybe God′s like a wall of old found photographs
Tacked up side by side
Dog-eared mementoes of a hundred strangers'
Glories, pains and prides
Thrown together in a diary of a life
That no one′s ever really known
Sympathize with a face or recognize a place
And this dream-life suddenly becomes your own

Where your father never met your mother
Or instead of you they had some other
Kid who scuffed his hands and knees
On a different living room carpet
'til he learned to walk and then he learned to fly
And he flew away into the swirling sky
To seek his own Anywhere-End-Up Street


Perhaps this bouncing baby will become
This burly bearded man
Or might he have been the baby's great-grandfather?
Subtle implications of rivalry and relation
Every different order you put them in
Becomes another life that might have been
Sympathize with a face or recognize a place
And this dream-life suddenly becomes your own

Where your father never met your mother
Or instead of you they had some other
Kid who scuffed his hands and knees
On a different living room carpet
′til he learned to walk and then he learned to fly
And he flew away into the swirling sky
To seek his own Anywhere-End-Up Street

There′s a flicker of flame across the photographs,
His wings are burning, burning

There's a Flicker of flame across the photographs
His winds are burning, burning

There′s a flicker of flame across the photographs,
His wings are burning, burning

There's a flicker of flame across the photographs,
His wings are burning, burning


It′s not regret or bitterness
It's just a sense of awe, I guess
That me or anyone I′ve ever kissed even exists
What terror and what bliss this is
How we learn to walk and then we learn to fly
And we fly away into the swirling sky
To seek our own Anywhere-End-Up Street