if i close my eyes i can almost hear my mother callin neil go find your brother daddy s home and it s time for supper hurry on and i see two boys racin up two flights of staircase squirming into papa s embrace and his whiskers warm on their face where s it gone oh where s it gone two floors above the butcher first door on the right life filled to the brim as i stood by my window and looked out on those brooklyn roads i can still recall smells of cookin in the hallways rubbers drying in the doorways and report cards i was always afraid to show mama d come to school and as i d sit there softly crying teacher d say he s just not trying got a good head if he d apply it but you know your self it s always somewhere else i built me a castle with dragons and kings i d ride off with them as i stood by my window and looked out on those brooklyn roads thought of going back but all i d see are stranger s faces and all the scars that love erases but as my mind walks through those places i m wonderin what s come of them does some other young boy come home to my room does he dream what i did as he stands by my window and looks out on those brooklyn roads brooklyn roads