The kids aren`t alright:

When we were young the future was so bright

The old neighbourhood was so alive

And every kid on the whole damn street

Was gonna make it big and not be beat

Now the neighbourhood's cracked and torn

The kids are grown up but their lives are worn

How can one little street

Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown

Nothing's free

Longing for what used to be

Still it's hard

Hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Jamie had a chance, well she really did

Instead she got on speed and lost her kids

Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job

He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide

Brandon od'd and died

What the hell is going on

The cruellest dream, reality