Verse 1
Pretty streets beneath the mountain,
Morning sun on painted signs,
But there's ghosts beneath the pavement,
And the dying walk in lines.
Another name lost in the cold,
Another soul nobody found,
While the good folks look straight through them,
With their eyes upon the ground.
Chorus
Welcome to my town, where conscience comes to drown,
Where the lost come to be found.
If you're wicked, watch your back,
The streets and shadows bring you down.
Verse 2
Blue lights flash but nothing changes,
Needles shine beneath the moon,
Gangs lay claim to midnight corners,
And the desperate disappear too soon.
The law's a badge without a backbone,
Justice buried underground,
But there's eyes behind the darkness,
And the Pack is prowling round.
Bridge
Wolves and shadows, teeth and claws,
Not every beast breaks nature's laws.
Some stand guard when good men fall,
Some are the last line after all.
They don't wear badges, don't wear crowns,
But they know who's hurting in this town.
Final Chorus
Welcome to my town, where conscience comes to drown,
Where the lost come to be found.
If you're wicked, watch your back,
The streets and shadows bring you down.
Outro
Medford smiles beneath the daylight,
But the night knows every sound.
And sometimes shadows eat the wicked
On the streets of my hometown.
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