Huey Lewis And The News - Don'T Look Back lyrics

The line of broken streetlights lit a faint shadow.

And smoke hung in the air like a welcome note to an old friend.

Tonight it seemed that even the blackest of hearts could grow,

and that morning was a distant memory.

So let's free this poisoned land,

burn it down like a house of cards.

Before the last thread disappears, the last memory erased.