she said with all seriousness
"i'll take no more of this
this violence runs too deep
deeper than these brutal streets"
i see it in that back alley heart
i see it in those concrete eyes
sure i believe in brand new starts
but we're so good at telling lies

if i could put my finger on it
maybe i could show it to the door
name or frame or describe it
what are we hanging 'round here for

and the light keeps pouring down
some prayers are made without a sound
what does it feel like to be found
when you're lost in here
and those old places you once knew
and the new ones you're running to
if you arrive there a bit confused
you'll be starry eyed

i believe the whistle just blew
it's coming into focus coming into view
we're princes and paupers we look the same
we sally forth in that sad parade
my position is all too clear
i'm bringing up the strategic rear
see the gutter it was once my home
but that was when i was all alone

there are places you call holy
there are places you'll call hell
once they start to look the same
who could break the spell