These Valley Streets

Among the sleepless nights that ended all so far behind live the memories of a place that I would always find people tell me things have changed along these valley streets but I don't think it's so its been so long that I've had this endless highway in my blood that lonely kid who never thought that he could fly above the sound of August nights under dimly lit street lights escape our little worlds that has a place in me the faceless kids out in the street that by night they'd run the little taste of freedom that was there for everyone I thought that where we were is where we'd always stay then I remember that was long and I'm here today but when I see you hanging out I can't help but to think, I was there once too people tell me things have changed along these valley streets but I don't think its true... no