Easy Street Lyrics

Looking back on easy street

When days were long and we were so at ease, or so it seemed

We'd all be young indefinitely

No sense of our mortality, we'd know what to be

And the wheels keep on turning

But the memory keeps returning of that place in your heart

And the fires keep on burning

Good times, we were learning to be who we'd be today

Sensing sensibilities

Mocking mediocrity and choice was new to us

Looking for a path in life

When the only hand to guide you was your own, and some luck

And the wheels keep on turning

But the memory keeps returning of that place in your heart

And the fires keep on burning

Good times, we were learning to be who we'd be today

And the wheels keep on turning

But the memory keeps returning of that place in your heart

And the fires keep on burning

Good times, we were learning to be who we'd be today