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 big and not be beat.
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn.
The kids are cornered but the lives are worn.
How can one little street swallow so many lives?
proud
nothing's free longing for
used to be
stillings hard hard to see
fragile lives shattered dreams
Jimmy had a chance,
well she really did
Still she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Marcel isn't home cause he's got no job
Just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Chickaman in suicide
Brandon OD'd and died
What the hell is going on?
Cruelest dream reality!
Chances grow,
nothing's free Free,
longing for,
used to be, still in time,
hard to see,
fragile lines,
shattered dreams.