i wish i could have
introduced her to you
shown you all her secrets
the things that we’d been through

i walked you through her skeleton
but that could never be the same
my hometown is dead
these remains just share her name

you are my life now
you should know where i come from
this was my favorite place
i was her favorite son

the stories of the bus lines
the stories of the corners
the times we drank as wild children
the times we drank as mourners

we were freaks and queers and artists
sometimes lovers, sometimes loners
we brought this place to life
just to be run off by the owners

you are my life now
you should know where i come from
this was my favorite place
i was her favorite son

one day, those who remain will rise up
all of the exiles will come home
we’ll bring life and love and laughter back to this city
return to flesh what’s been turned to stone

but even when we bring her back
to me, this city will still be bone and ashes
’cause i’ll never get to show you what we win
you’ll never touch the world we fashion

i was never able
to make you love this ghost town
maybe that’s why i was never able
to make you love me

but you are my life now
you should know where i come from
this was my favorite place
i was her favorite son
but now the two of you will never meet
that dream is as dead as every other that rose from these streets