When we were young, the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was going to make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood'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 because 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 cruelest dream, reality
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
