Walking streets paved with shattered hope,
In this city of neon and gray.
Counting every coin just to cope,
As dreams slowly fade away.
Pennies fall,
In the shadow of a dollar's call.
A dollar's call.
Struggling under the weight of debt,
With dreams just out of reach.
Every day a new regret,
Lessons only hardship can teach.
Pennies fall,
In the shadow of a dollar's call.
A money's call.
In the heart of the storm, dreams still warm,
A flicker in the night,
Hope reborn, though worn and torn,
Clinging to the light.
Pennies fall,
In the shadow of a dollar's call.
A greed's call.
Silent whispers, broken dawn,
Dreams still drown.