Hard To Change

Hard To Change - Meg Hutchinson

Train whistling home in the dark
Christmas lights up in the trailer park
And across the highway
good Americans shop

There is a quiet dignity,
yards tiny and clean
Small enough to just fall right through
The American dream

Year of the billion dollar bailout
Neighborhood of the graveyard shift
Just a few blocks back behind
the dealerships

And all these things
feel so hard to change
You know it used to snow here,
now it only rains
I can barely hear you,
over these machines
Turn 'em all off
and tell me about your dreams

Driving south from New York City
Past Our Lady of Liberty
Toward the strange glow
of the factories

Wanna hear the silence in my life
But I bought all these tools to save time
Well if they save so much
then where's all mine?

And all these things
feel so hard to change
You know it used to snow here,
now it only rains
I can barely hear you,
over these machines
Turn 'em all off
and tell me about your dreams

Wanna be your new lover,
wanna be your old friend
Don't wanna make the same mistakes
that my parents did

And all these things
feel so hard to change
You know it used to snow here,
now it only rains
I can barely hear you,
over these machines
Turn 'em all off
and tell me about your dreams
Turn 'em all off
and tell me about your dreams
Turn 'em all off
and tell me about your dreams...