We were young, the future was so bright
All the neighborhood was so alive
Every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn, oh
How can one little street, swallow so many lies?
Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
And still it's hard, it's hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
And still it's hard, it's hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
And still it's hard, yeah it's hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

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