Now I heard about your hometown,
From my cousins who live there.
And I heard about the gold found,
Enough for everyone to share.
I heard about the numbers,
And I heard they were high.
Nobody likes to talk about it
But everyone knows why.
You keep saying to me"I'm alright"
You keep saying to me"I'm fine."
But I can see it in your eyes.
They never took you to Toronto
You've never been down to Detroit.
But talk about chemical valley
Like you never seem to care.
As we sit by the wall,
In your room in Brenson hall
Tonight.
You can tell in this light,
They're just all bricks painted white, tonight.
And you know in your bones,
This might never feel like home,
Tonight.
403, 401, 402
You're on the run
But I can see it in your eyes, yeah
I can see it in your eyes!
But I can see it in your...
