Sprawling on the fringes of the city In geometric order An insulated border In between the bright lights And the far unlit unknownGrowing up it all seems so one-sided Opinions all provided The future pre-decided Detached and subdivided In the mass production zoneNowhere is the dreamer Or the misfit so aloneSubdivisions In the high school halls In the shopping malls Conform or be cast out Subdivisions In the basement bars In the backs of cars Be cool or be cast out Any escape might help to smooth The unattractive truth But the suburbs have no charms to soothe The restless dreams of youthDrawn like moths we drift into the city The timeless old attraction Cruising for the action Lit up like a firefly Just to feel the living nightSome will sell their dreams for small desires Or lose the race to rats Get caught in ticking traps And start to dream of somewhere To relax their restless flightSomewhere out of a memory Of lighted streets on quiet nights
