Walking down the empty night,
I was looking for a friend
Believing I knew wrong from right,
immortal to the end
Walking down the lonely night,
all I knew was kids
I may not have always found a friend,
but the street was always there
But the war began and the heat was on,
with the world on our backs
Everything had turned black and white,
we wanted our country back
People marched and the blood had flowed,
all the pain we shared
Knowing while we tried to free the road,
the street was always there
Thinking we would change the world
before the world changed us
Believing that the path to peace
was the path that would free us
People marched and the blood it flowed
that time when people cared
Knowing while we tried to free the road,
the street was always there
Most didn't, but some survived
We fought hard for our rights
They shot and stole the ones we loved
But we never lost our sight
They tried to take us back to
Rome, only truth was spared
They tried but could not bury the road,
cause the street was always there
Thinking we could change the world,
before the world changed us
Believing that the path to love was
the path that would free us
They tried to take us back to
Rome and only truth was spared
They tried but could not bury the road
cause the street was always there
They tried but couldn't bury the road
cause the street was always there
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