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