Medicine - Jay-Jay Johanson

It’s empty on the streets by now

The shops have all closed down

And people packed and moved away

Far from this scary town

It’s quiet from the bars and clubs

The bands don’t play no more

Pain always follows joy

The days go by and I endure

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

No lights in any windows

There’s no smoke from chimney pots

And when the green light turns to red

There’s not a car that stops

I still can here the schoolyard bell

But there’s no kids insight

The sound of silence is what’s left

When ghosts come out at night

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude

And there’s no medicine to cure

This silent solitude