Hamada Shogo

From atop this hill, that's been worn down my power shovels
So many of the same looking homes continue on as far as the eye can see, down the highway
They've named it Hope Hill New Town
The reddish brown sun sets beyond the industrial zone
At 16 years old, in this town, carrying my text books
In my hand was just an ordinary piece of paper
Wearing the same closes, having the same dreams
I'm up to my ears in a job that seems to little by little, brings death into my eyes
Tonight, everyone is dreaming that one day
They'll leave this town

When a door is closed, a window is opened
People wander amongst their dreams and frustrations
That's their way of doing things, but people feel that way down to their bones
I can't drop it in my locker, and file it with everything else
Tonight, everyone is dreaming that one day
They'll leave this town

In the afternoon, she's an office lady that looks like an angel
But on Saturday night, she dresses up and dances at the disco
In the darkness of the middle of the night, on her way home, all alone
Someone's knife shines from her b ack
No, no, no, no, no
Tonight, everyone is dreaming that one day
They'll leave this town
Tonight, everyone is dreaming that one day
They'll leave this town