Nothin’, my friend, is harder to leaveThan the sound of a town with ambition up its sleeveBut this is my Main Street, my red neon signAnd I’m just another record store, hanging on a vineI walk like I’ve been kneelin’ on these Rolling StonesDoctor tells me he can hear the Beatles in my bonesYou never know the gold you can find out thereUntil you put the needle down and do some diggin’ in the airWell, well, wellAll I see is all I tellAnd I never met a stranger to the bottom of the wellIf the body is a templeThe soul is a bellAnd that’s why music is the best medicine I sellI’m slowin’ down, but time, she just fliesAnd the crows have come to land on the corners of my eyesBut I have seen beauty that has no nameLike where the moon meets the river, where the river meets the rain
