Santa Fe

Folks, we finally got our headline
"Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack"
Crutchie's calling me,
Dumb crip's just too damn slow.

Guys are fightin', bleedin', fallin'
Thanks to good ole' Captain Jack
Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes and go.

Let me go
Far away
Somewhere they won't ever find me
And tomorrow won't remind me of today
And the city's finally sleepin'
And the moon looks old and grey
I get on a train that's bound for Santa Fe.

And I'm gone
And I'm done
No more running, no more lying
No more fat old man denying me my pay
Just a moon so big and yellow
It turns night right into day
Dreams come true
Yeah, they do in Santa Fe.

Where does it say you gotta live and die here?
Where does it say a guy can't catch a break?
Why should you only take what you're given?
Why should you spend your whole life living trapped where there ain't no future
Even at 17
Breaking your back for someone else's sake
If the life don't seem to suit you
How about a change of scene?
Far from the lousy headlines and the deadlines in between.

Santa Fe: my old friend
I can't spend my whole life dreaming
Though I know that's all I seem inclined to do
I ain't getting any younger
And I wanna start brand new
I need space ad fresh air
Let them laugh in my face, I don't care
Save my place, i'll be there.

Just be real is all I'm asking
Not some painting in my head
Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today
I got nothing if I ain't got Santa Fe.