i was running down the road
i was looking for a soul that's real
and that cherry blossom tree
and friendship once it's won
northside just across the river to the southside
all the green and all the gold
the foolish pride that gets you out the door
sleepwalking down the road
not waking from these dreams
'cause it's never dead it's still my head
it was a warzone in my teens
i'm still standing on that street
the worst ones i can't see
northside just across the river from the southside
all the green and all the gold
the hurt you hide and the joy you hold
the foolish pride that sends you back for more
if the door is open it isn't theft
you can't return to where you've never left
blossoms falling from a tree
they cover you and cover me
paint the world you need to see
sometimes fear is the only place we can call our home
and a heart that is broken