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I walk down my old street
Used to be home for me and
Now there's spray paint on the walls
I see a house that at one time looked nice but now it is abandoned
There's nothing left at all
So why-y-y must we let our chances fly
And when oh when oh when will we ever see hope again
And why-y-y is it so hard to say goodbye
Oh well oh well at least I can still remember
When our city used to be such a beautiful place
But now you cant walk down the street and think you'll see the same
My hands are in the air, it makes no sense to me
And I cannot explain this tragedy
My first trip to the city, yeah, I remember thinking
That those buildings stood so tall
And when I see that my old stomping ground has just been ravaged
They seem now rather small
So why-y-y must we let our chances fly
And when oh when oh when will we ever ever hope again
Why-y-y is it so hard to say goodbye
Oh well oh well at least I can still remember
When our city used to be such a beautiful place
But now you cant walk down the street and think you'll see the same
My hands are in the air, it makes no sense to me
And I cannot explain this tragedy
Feels like im living in someone elses dream
Doesn't seem as if its the way that things should be
Its like a dark cloud swallowed up in humanity
Whatever it is, its beyond (me)
Homesickness is the flu that surrounds me
A virus spreading through the street, it astounds me
Homesickness
The city used to be such a beautiful place
But now you cant walk down the street and think you'll see the same
My hands are in the air, it makes no sense to me
And I cannot explain this tragedy
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