The Kids Aren't All Right

When we were young the future was so bright
 The old neighborhood was so alive
 And every kid on the whole damn street
 Was gonna make it big and not be beat
 Now the neighborhood'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 dropped out and had a couple of 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 fuckin' died
 What the hell is goin' on
 The cruelest dream, reality
 Chances thrown, nothing's free
 Longing for what used to be
 Still it's hard, hard to see
 Fragile lives, shattered dreams
 Chances thrown, nothing's free
 Longing for what used to be
 Still it's hard, hard to see
 Fragile lives, shattered dreams