I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
Trying to keep myself out of the rain
Saw a vagabond king wear a Styrofoam crown
Wondered if I might end up the same
There's a man out on the corner
Singing old songs about change
Everybody got their cross to bare, these days

She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard
Guess she's trying to be James Dean
She's seen all the disciples and all the wanna be's
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days

These days, the stars seem out of reach
These days, there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days, are fast, love don't last in this graceless age
There ain't nobody left but us these days

Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
His momma said he was crazy, he said momma I've got to try
Don't you know that all my heroes died
And I guess I'd rather die than fade away

These days, the stars seem out of reach
But these days, there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love don't lasts-in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there ain't nobody left but us these days

I know Rome's still burning
Though the times have changed
This world kept turning round and round and round and round
These days

These days, the stars seem out of reach
But these days, there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love don't lasts-in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there ain't nobody left but us these days

These days, the stars seem out of reach
These days, there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days, are fast, nothing lasts
There ain't no time to waste
There ain't nobody left to take the blame
There ain't nobody left but us these days

Writer : HENDERSON, BILLY/MC GUIRE, MIKE/MC GUIRE, BUD
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC