How Does It Taste

Once you walked these streets like you owned every stone

With that silver spoon smile and your high-rise throne

Made the rules up daily, bent them just the same

Now you're counting quarters for the midnight train

And all those cards you held

Ain't worth a dime to show

Remember how you'd laugh at the lives we led?

Working shifts at diners just to earn our bread

Called us all dreamers with our heads in clouds

Now you're sleeping on sofas, wearing hand-me-downs

And that pride you carried

Was the first thing to go

How does it taste?

That humble pie you swore you'd never eat

How does it feel?

When charity's the only way to eat

The morning light, another day to find

What happens when you leave it all behind?

When you're nobody's answer

Nobody's child

Just another dancer

Running wild

Somewhere in the distance, hear that highway song

Calling out to nowhere, where you might belong

Freedom's just another word for nothing safe to hold

And baby, now you know

How does it taste?

That humble pie you swore you'd never eat

How does it feel?

When charity's the only way to eat

The morning light, another day to find

What happens when you leave it all behind?

When you're nobody's answer

Nobody's child

Just another dancer

Running wild