Richard Leigh Tyson - Familiar Streets Lyrics

Hands in my pockets, feet kicking up dust
Tracing ancient train tracks long since claimed by the rust
Never gonna get home if I can't find my way
Looks like I'm bound for drifting one more lonesome day

Finding yourself lost is no place you want to be
Angry sunrise over unending seas
Forced to sail on with no sight of land
Reaching out your arms for a hand

And this brand new world ain't quite the same
I just want to walk where the streets know my name

If I find land tell me who should I seek
What god should I trust What language should I speak
Should I settle down or stay up on my feet
Move where it's colder or get used to this heat

And this brand new world ain't quite the same
I just want to walk where the streets know my name

This brand new world ain't quite the same
A man just wants to walk where the streets know my name