Corner Store Blues

Midnight howls in the parking lot. Neon hum buzzes thoughts I forgot. Shadowed aisles where the ghosts all shout. Cornerstone blues, cornerstone blues. Where the clock don't tick and the night won't Choose. Cornerstone blues, cornerstone blues. Rows of dreams wrapped in plastic shells. Cigarettes whisper secrets they'll never tell. Floors sticky like the stories that fell. A Man asks for change, but I got none. We're all broke under this flickering sun. Cornerstone blues, cornerstone blues. Candy melts slow and the slush machines ooze. Cornerstone blues, cornerstone blues. A cheap beer's kingdom, a lottery throne. Shelves of maybe stacked on the unknown. Time drips slow but it's never Alone.