I have not thought of that kid in years The one who felt in the way of the world All of his dreams were set in this neighborhood Never thought he would leave…
Mother, Father, Sister, Brother
We were just kids lost where we lived Had fun, did wrong – were right for far too long Never asked why we felt so alive But I think I always knew…
Mother, Father, Sister, Brother
In this neighborhood we weren’t supposed to change For our own good we could not remain… Strange and Futureless
Told by the world we didn’t fit in We told the world we never wanted to