Brooklyn Roads

If I close my eyes

I can almost hear my mother

Callin Neil go find your brother

Daddy's home and it's time for supper hurry on



And I see two boys

Racin up two flights of staircase

Squirming into papa's embrace

And his whiskers warm on their face

Where's it gone

Oh where's it gone



Two floors above the butcher

First door on the right

Life filled to the brim

As I stood by my window and looked out on those

Brooklyn Roads



I can still recall

Smells of cookin in the hallway

Rubbers drying in the doorways

And report cards I was always

Afraid to show



Mama'd come to school

And as I'd sit there softly crying

Teacher'd say he's just not trying

Got a good head if he'd apply it

But you know your self

It's always somewhere else



I built me a castle

With dragons and kings

I'd ride off with them

As I stood by my window

And looked out on those

Brooklyn Roads



Thought of going back

But all I'd see are stranger's faces

And all the scars that love erases

But as my mind walks through those places

I'm wonderin'

What's come of them



Does some other young boy

Come home to my room

Does he dreamed what I did

As he stands by my window

And looks out on those

Brooklyn Roads