changing the radio station

Girls run past you in the summer sun
you're amused and you're having fun
but what do they know?
You don't pay no mind,
hands busy changing the radio station
changing gears
You've got a lot of things
running through your brain
man, do you see yourself these days?
getting older, going gray
the sun always seems brighter
these days
The girls always seem to linger
less these days
like they see something you don't
but you see it,
don't you man
It's not part of the bigger plan
but it's all you've got
Running out of time
got old
ten miles back
You've gotten used to
living in the hollow, in the lack
What do you know, man?
You've got your pretty papers there
I've got bloodstains and scars
I've got the sun and
the naked stars
I've got the snarling, biting shadows
I've got the quiet
down by the river
Those girls and their glistening sweat
can't find me there,
alone with the moon.