Native City

Ain't no roads like the roads you came of age on
Ain't no place like home to turn the page on
Every night this District sleeps alone but never out of reach my love

Every now and then I see a picture
That rips right through my conscience like a scripture
Very quietly I scream
This place is not what I believed it was

What I believed it was
What I believed it was, all along
My city belongs to no one, yet everybody calls this place their home

Ain't no roads like the roads I came of age on
Ain't no home like the home I turned the page on
This city's streets are paved with dreams
She's hardly ever what she seems my love

Think of all the things we used to build here
For every soul who's gone
A million memories still live here
Of immigrants and refugees who built this place into what it once was

Into what it once was...
Still Does...
My city belongs to no one, yet everybody calls this place their home



Credits
Writer(s): Geoffrey Browning
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