The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
Chances thrown

Now the neighborhood’s cracked and torn

Hard to see
Shattered dreams
Used to be
Longing for
Fragile lives
Swallow so many lives
Longing for
Jenny had a chance, well she really did
Mark still lives at home cause he’s got no job
Hard to see
Jay committed suicide
Fragile lives
When we were young the future was so bright
Was gonna make it big in every beat
The old neighborhood was so alive
Chances thrown
Nothing’s free
Brandon OD’d and died
shattered dreams
What the hell is going on?
Still it’s hard
And every kid on the whole damn street
The cruellest dream – reality
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Still it’s hard
How can one little street
Nothing’s free

what used to be
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids