the place where we were born
As kids we played these streets,
The temperature is rising,
I can see it with my eyes
The shops are disappearing,
They're closing down the picture house,
the line will run no more
Those cherished days of childhood
Were the days before the fall
They're pulling down the walls
They're ripping the place apart
They're tearing down the walls
They're keeping us in the dark
The wrecking ball swings above our heads
The rate of change is too hard to accept
All that's gone can't be wrong
All that's gone can't be wrong
the things they try to do
Are they trying to make a change
or just mystify me and you?
Our monuments were treasured then,
Something pure and simple then,
our hopes were never in vain
They're pulling down the walls
They're ripping the place apart
They're tearing down the walls
They're keeping us in the dark
The wrecking ball swings above our heads
The rate of change is so hard to accept
All that's gone can't be wrong
All that's gone can't be wrong
The place where we were born
Royal hills locked its doors
Rows and rows of new builds
They're pulling down the walls
They're wrecking the place apart
They're tearing down the walls
They're keeping us in the dark
The rate of change is so hard to accept
All that's gone can't be wrong
All that's gone can't be wrong
It's so hard to recognize
