BORN UNDER THE SAME SUN

the leaves are falling all around, my shoulders take the weight
and the choir sings as lovers curse past the church on Market Street    
this place that made us what we are is changing in our sight
and boarded shops and boarded souls hide the emptiness inside

mm, born under the same sun
do we stay or do we run? 

this place of dreams is falling down, the guilty do not hide
and innocents run to hide their shame as scars come into sight
he deals that end in slash and burn light the fire of greed in their eyes
I turn my collar to the biting wind with a burning desire inside

mm, born under the same sun
do we stay or do we run?   

		is this the place we once called home?
		we spent those endless days
		where we searched for love and fought and won
		and went our separate ways

as we walk these streets we knew so well, the humour that once was here
do we return as strangers now as memories come clear?
the ashes of deep memory still burn and glow inside
is this place to carry our dreams or the place  from which we hide?

mm, born under the same sun
do we stay or do we run?