If I close my eyes
I can almost hear my mother sayin',
"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, Squirmin' into Papa's embrace
And his whiskey's 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 I looked out of those...Brooklyn roads
I can still recall,
The smells of cookin' in the hallways
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 cryin'
Teacher'd say, "He's just not tryin'
He's got a good head if he'd apply it"
But you know yourself
It's always somewhere else
I built me a castle
With dragons and kings
And 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
And as my mind walks through those places
I'm wonderin'
What's become of them
Does some other young boy
Come home to my room
Does he dream what I did as he stands by my window
And looks out on those...Brooklyn roads
