<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=89522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Brooklyn Roads</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Written by: neil diamond<br>If I close my eyes<br>I can almost hear my mother<br>Callin, neil, go find your brother<br>Daddys home, and its time for supper<br>Hurry on<br>And I see two boys<br>Racin up two flights of staircase<br>Squirmin into papas embrace<br>And his whiskers warm on their face<br>Wheres it gone<br>Oh, wheres it gone<br>Two floors above the butcher<br>First door on the right<br>Life filled to the brim<br>As I stood by my window<br>And looked out on those<br>Brooklyn roads<br>I can still recall<br>The smell of cookin in the hallways<br>Rubber drying in the doorways<br>And report cards I was always<br>Afraid to show<br>Mamad come to school<br>And as Id sit there softly crying<br>Teacherd say, hes just not trying<br>Hes got a good head if hed apply it<br>But you know yourself<br>Its always somewhere else<br>I built me a castle<br>With dragons and kings<br>And Id ride off with them<br>As I stood by my window<br>And looked out on those<br>Brooklyn roads<br>Thought of going back<br>But all Id see are strangers faces<br>And all the scars that love erases<br>But as my mind walks thru those places<br>Im wonderin<br>Whats come of them<br>Does some other young boy<br>Come home to my room<br>Does he dream what I did<br>As he stands by my window<br>And looks out on those<br>Brooklyn roads</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Neil Diamond - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=89522" data-title="Brooklyn Roads" data-description="Written by: neil diamond If I close my eyes I can almost hear my mother Callin, neil, go find your brother Daddys home, and its time for supper Hurry on And I see two boys Racin up two flights of staircase Squirmin into papas embrace And his whisk..."></div> </div> </div>

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