Lyric discussion by courtney vee 

This is one of my favorite Bruce songs, because the first album of his that I really heard was The Rising, my mom played it all the time, and I fell in love. I connect with this song so greatly, my city - although clearly not as bad as Asbury Park - used to be so alive and fun. I was driving through the old neighborhood on halloween and looking back. I remembered when I was a kid, how packed the streets would be with kids and families, and the block party every year. This year I only saw a few kids out walking around, but mostly saw a bunch of creepy guys walking around, carrying guns. It's terrible the way things have to change.

That's kind of how my city is. We used to have this nice little theater in town where my family went all the time, and now gangsters hang around the now-closed doors. When my mom and I go on on the bike-paths through the back of town, it's not uncommon to catch a whiff of marijuana from some smokers nearby. You DO NOT walk through the bad parts of town alone at night, period, because in the past people who have were raped and their bodies were found days later. "My Hometown" turns into "Murder Incorporated". I do know exactly...

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