THESE VALLEY STREETS   Among the sleepless nights    that ended all so far behind   live the memories of a place that I would always find   people tell me    things have changed along these valley streets   but I don't think it's so   its been so long that I've had this    endless highway in my blood   that lonely kid who never thought    that he could fly above   the sound of August nights    under dimly lit street lights   escape our little worlds that has a place in me   the faceless kids out in the street   that by night they'd run   the little taste of freedom    that was there for everyone   I thought that where we were    is where we'd always stay   then I remember that was long and I'm here today but   when I see you hanging out I can't help but to think,    I was there once too   people tell me    things have changed along these valley streets   but I don't think its true... no