It was red, green and orange on the TV that morning It was Sunday but we didn't pray We just worried a little, in between giggles And we hoped that it would be okay I don't want to see the purple houses go down On the streets of my old home town I just want everything to stay the same I am not in the mood for a change We were still sleeping, and the water was seeping And it only grew deep through the day You can stay here with me as long as your need But there's just no avoiding the pain I don't want to see the purple houses go down On the streets of my old home town I just want everything to stay the same I am not in the mood for a change Then the eaves were all rotten and the news had forgotten The misfortunes befalling our friends Catalog of emotion revealing the notion We would never be children again I don't want to see the purple houses go down On the streets of my old home town I just want everything to stay the same I am not in the mood I don't want any food I am not in the mood for a change