Lonely Town from The Superstore by Stephen Simmons

LONELY TOWN

You can sit here all alone, with your own thoughts till dawn
You can lie here, or stand here, whichever way that you want
You can cry in the phone, but no one’s listening, no one’s home
You can scream out to be heard, but you won’t

Welcome to Lonely Town
Say you won’t stay long, you just broke down
Well I should know cause I been around
In Lonely Town

You recall your past, pray your memories will last
You get good at that, like you should be proud
But you don’t come here your cast, your a prisoner no guest
You’re cursed son not blessed, you sure don’t see no crowd

Chorus

You ponder your fate, you can’t go just wait
If someone would listen, you might pray. But there ain’t
Try to feel but you can’t. Try to touch, the same thing
No one to love, no one to hate
No one to blame

Chorus

• Americana
• Country
• Nashville
• acoustic guitar and voice
• alt-country
• country folk
• singer-songwriter
• Nashville