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