When we were young the future was so bright

the old neighborhood was so alive

and every kid on the whole damn street

was gonna make it bib and not be beat



now the neighborhood is cracked and torn

the kids are grown up but their lifes are worn

how can one little street

swallow so many lifes?



chances thrown, nothing`s free

longing for what used to be

still it`s hard, hard to see

fragile lifes, shattered dreams



jamie had a chance, well she really did

instead she dropped down and had a couple of kidsmark still lives at homr cause he`s got no job

he just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot