When we were young the future was so bright
(Woahoa)
The old neighborhood was so alive
(Woahoa)
And every kid on the whole damn street
(Woahoa)
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
(Woahoa)
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
(Woahoa)
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives?

Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for, used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Go!

Jenny 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
Just plays guitar , 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, used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Go!

Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams