Fallen Leaves

In a crooked little town
They were lost and never found
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
On the ground

I hitched a ride until the coast
To leave behind all of my ghosts
Searching for something
I couldn't find at home

Can't get no job
Can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit
and I'll be fine
I swear to God
This'll be my one last time!

In a crooked little town
They were lost and never found
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
On the ground

Run away before you drown
Or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves
On the ground

When it gets dark
In Pigeon Park
Voice in my head
Will soon be fed
By the vultures
That circle round the dead!

I never once thought
I'd ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks
Hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends
Or did they just leave me?