Hometown

I'd trade all my sunshine, for twin towers to hide behind And find you there And I left on that sunday To come home on a tuesday Well I never I never thought I'd have to stay and watch the world explode And I swear it was beautiful before they sent those airplanes And I thought I would show them to you just like my dad did Home town come tumbling down When she came on that sunday I took her home the long way So she could see And she asked when they made it And would they ever change it I said no way Half of what you see and none of what you hear believe And I told her I that they remind me of Motown, sixties, skinny ties What they thought the future looked like where the Jetsons lived Home town come tumbling down So we sat down and we cried And we ran to the front line And some came home And I stay off the expressway Nothing to see there anyway That view sucks now But there was a time the Brooklyn traffic couldn't get me down I swear it was beautiful I hope they build it tall again Til then your imagination is all that you will have