The streets flood with garbage, but the drains only take the rain The ocean over flows, the waves throw fists at the shore Its these kids that know how to settle the score They take away their frustration in the meanest way Around here I never see the same face I walk with lost people in unknown places We talk about the great things that we'll do with our lives Now sit back as life passes you by I had in alleyways and walk home when its safe Around the corner, well this is where they wait Breaking rules never seemed so wrong Its these teenage dreams that help us scrape along I find ghosts and they shine so bright Are they making good choices or is it me who is losing sight?...