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
Just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Jay comitted 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
