yesterday's behind me in a yellow cabnpulling out a pocket full of cashna shadow in the rainna spark inside the brainncatches a glimpse of glasses and a fake mustachennever far behindnnever far behindnnever far from raising all the shadows in my mindnnyesterday is riding on a microwavenheading for the not-so-distant sunnlike static in the airnyou'd never know it's there nuntil you think to turn the power onnnever far awaynnever far awaynnever far from turning all the blues and greens to greynnyesterday is acting like a sycophantnclaiming all of history for it's ownnscience and the artsnmatters of the heartnno longer mine when the moments gonennever far to gonnever far to gonnever far to prove this mortal coil is just for shownndon't look backnfade to renegade blacknhide my tracksnyesterday's movennyesterday treats me like a bastard childnnever know just when i'll need to runnthrough the neighbor's yardnjump the fence and start my carnunder the seat i keep my brother's gunnnever far belownnever far belownnever far before the devil's streets begin to glownndon't look backnfade to renegade blacknhide my tracksnyesterday's movennon the other sidenof the starlights great dividenserendipity is traded for disasterni can hear him runnbehind the fading sunnand everyday he's just a little fasternndon't look backnfade to renegade blacknhide my tracksnyesterday's move