First Time

Everything’s changing 

Before our eyes

Noticing the same streets

For the first time

Ground is unsteady

I’m honestly afraid

Of what the newspapers says

The highways barren but our homes are filled with fire

Skyscrapers empty with their neon lights

Holding out hope 

With nowhere to go

I know somehow we’ll come around 

But how much will we lose

Holding out hope

Called my brother

For the comfort in his voice

But he’s to anxious 

To say much

Called my mother 

She said you always have a choice

You always have a choice

When half the city, loses their jobs

Can the starving starve more,

Without breaking apart?

Wealthy eat inside their palaces

We’re all just trying to survive 

Holding out hope 

With nowhere to go

I know somehow we’ll come around 

But how much will we lose

Holding out hope