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Oh when we were seventeen
Oh life was like a film
When we were seventeen
The sky was always tangerine
We ran through streets at night
Under starlight
We ran through streets at night
When we were winning

Oh wild was the world
And wild we burned
We were kings of the streets
Not yet beaten by defeat
But now it's hard to see
Through a fog of memories
But I remember
When we were winning

Now my friends are unemployed
Not needed in this world
Pushed down by this town
And always turned down
But in dreams at night
They can sometimes recall
When we were heroes
When we were winning


There was a girl that I loved
I have her photograph
It seems long ago
or was it yesterday?
She was a glimpse of life
A life that I missed
The chance I ever got
When we were winning

I thought I saw here today
Through a crowd in the street
I tried to run up to her
And my heart was beating fast
But she was already gone
She was lost in the crowd
But will I see her again
in the street or on a bus?

And can it be true
Love never really dies
And is there still a chance
The fire never dies

I was out walking yesterday
I passed my old school
And I started to think back
Yo when I was a boy there
And all my classmates
They got real jobs now
But we are walking along
The same streets were I was born

What have we done to our lives?
We could've been anything
We gave it our love for what?
This is the time

And when I was growing up
My mom held a job
Employed by the state
At the local school
She used to smell in her mouth
As she always used to sing
She let her hair down in spring
When we were winning

But she was worned out
She had to quit her job
And after 30 years of work
Now shes got nothing
She says she hates her life
And her marriage has failed
But don't lay down and die
Please be alive

What have we done to our lives?
We could've been anything
We gave it our love for what?
This is the time

Oh it's in the air at night
There is a wind coming in
The days dying
Oh it's so beautiful
There's something happening somewhere
I take the bus into town
All I see is laughing
And we are winning

Soon I grow older
But God knows
I haven't lived yet
Before tonight's a memory
Let's go out
I am still young


Cruel town, it's a cruel town
If you fall you stay down.

Som vanligt på tunnelbanan kämpar hon emot tårarna. Det är för mycket tid att tänka, finns för mycket att tänka på.
Men när hon går den kalla vägen hem från tunnelbanan kan hon inte hjälpa det. Tårarna rinner och hon hulkar hjälplöst. En rökande kille tittar på henne när hon går förbi. Broder Daniel ljuder i hennes öron. 'We're the army of dreamers...'.
Men när hon kommer in genom dörren hemma, in i värmen igen, är hon återställd. Ögonfransarna är torra och ett leende leker på hennes läppar. Och det är äkta.