[Lyric] The Damage Done (Horace Pinker)

This small town where I'm from
Sound of the road the tune I sung
Insular words undone same old story
Just like anyone
Count the days and I'm done
I close my eyes and I'm gone
Pattern and cycles down
All these echoes of what's been done
Not a line I stole from you
Not the street that we once knew
That it wouldn't last
When I see the damage done
When I listened to what you spun
Almost fell when I was young
Moved out of line to stand as one