When we were young the future was
so bright
The old neighbourhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn
street
Was gonna make it big and not be
beat
Now the neighbourhood's cracked
and torn
The kids are grown up but their
lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Jamie had a chance, well she really
did
Instead she dropped out and had
a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home cause
he's got no job
He just plays guitar and smokes
a lot of pot
Jay committed suicide
Brandon od'd and died
What the hell is going on
The cruellest dream, reality