Back When They Were Young 

They Lived In Another Time 

Where The Grided Streets 

Were As Far As Their World Stretched 

And With Every Passing Night 

Mommy Tucked Her Boys In Tight 

They Were Old Enough Old Enough To Know 



There Has To Be Some Way 

Some Answer Or Some Mistake 

She Was Too Young Too Young To Leave Her Boys 

And With Every Passing Day 

They Watched And Shared In Her Pain 

She Wouldn't Live To See Her Sons Grow Old 



Four Years Down The Road 

The Brothers Split Up On Their Own 

Still Having Trouble But Getting Along 

And With Every Passing Day 

They Drift Further And Further Away 

She Was Too Young Too Young To Leave Her Boys 



Mommy.........