Streetlights Songtext
von Jason Isbell & The 400 Unit

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Where′s that angel with dirty knees
Who wasn't hard to please when we first met?
She don′t act like she needs me now
And she don't even seem to be upset

Maybe I cover too much ground
I've been from town to town since I grew up
Could my dreams take up too much space?
I′ll never find a place that′s big enough

And the chairs go up on the bar now
And the table lights go black
So I order one last double
Start calling people back

Marc sounds good, he's been working hard
He couldn′t punch a card to save his life
Says he's glad that he quit the road
He says he′s getting old, he missed his wife


Little Em's been asleep since nine
I′m sure she's doing fine, she always is
Dad won't answer his phone at night
But I guess that′s alright, the place is his

And the chairs are up on the bar now
And they′re asking me to leave
So I give the girl a bill
And start rolling down my sleeves

In my pocket, directions back
Across the railroad tracks to where I crash
Maybe I should wave down a car
I won't be going far, and I′ve got cash

I think I blocked just a park away
But I can't really say, it′s been all night
How I wish you would call me here
But you just disappeared, it wasn't right

And the streetlights help a little
But they′re barely half alive
And I don't feel much like walking
I sure as hell can't drive


Close your eyes and remember this
It won′t be back again, it′s almost gone
Even times that don't seem like much
Will be your only crutch when you′re on your own

Time moves slow when you're 17
And then it picks up steam at 21
Pretty soon, you′ll remember when
You could remember when you loved someone

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh