If I close
my eyes
I can almost hear my
mother
Callin', "Neil, go find your
brother
Daddy's home, and it's time for
supper
Hurry on"
And I see two
boys
Racin' up two flights of
staircase
Squirmin' into Papa's embrace
And
his whiskers warm on their face
Where's it
gone
Oh, where's it gone
Two floors
above the butcher
First door on the
right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by
my window
And I looked out of those
Brooklyn
roads
I can still recall
The smells of
cookin' in the hallways
Rubbers drying in the
doorways
And report cards I was
always
Afraid to show
Mama'd come to
school
And as I'd sit there softly
crying
Teacher'd say, "He's just not
trying
He's got a good head if he'd apply
it"
But you know yourself
It's always
somewhere else
I built me a castle
With
dragons and kings
And I'd ride off with
them
As I stood by my window
And looked out
on those
Brooklyn roads
Thought of going
back
But all I'd see are stranger's
faces
And all the scars that love
erases
But as my mind walks through thoses
places
I'm wonderin'
What's come of
them
Does some other young boy
Come
home to my room
Does he dream what I did
As
he stands by my window
And looks out on
those
Brooklyn roads
