Back Down My Old Street

[Verse 1]
Back down my old street
Two kids, one cracked seat
Rust chain, crooked front wheel
Thought the summer would stay, thought the sun was a shield
Skidding past that corner store
Shoelace in the spokes, we swore
We were never gonna leave this block
Now it’s screenshots, missed calls, different clocks
[Chorus]
I miss my childhood home
Where the walls knew my name, I was never alone
Now I’m grown, but it’s all gone flat
Time flies by so, so fast
Wish I could ride right back
Little backpack, scraped knees, laugh
I close my eyes and I’m back at last
But it fades, ’cause it all moves past
[Verse 2]
Mom yelling “come eat”
We’d race from the end of the street
Parked bikes on the neighbor’s grass
Drank juice too quick, then we’d run right back
Old photos in a cardboard box
Dust on the frames, same front walk
I scroll through days that I can’t re-load
Only tire tracks on a dead-end road
[Chorus]
I miss my childhood home
Where the walls knew my name, I was never alone
Now I’m grown, but it’s all gone flat
Time flies by so, so fast
Wish I could ride right back
Little backpack, scraped knees, laugh
I close my eyes and I’m back at last
But it fades, ’cause it all moves past
[Bridge]
Why’d we rush to grow?
Why’d we hate “go slow”?
Now I’d trade this whole life
For one more sunset ride
Handlebars shaking
Future still waiting (oh)
Now it’s just me and the echo of wheels
Chasing a feeling I’ll never quite reach
[Chorus]
I miss my childhood home
Where the walls knew my name, I was never alone
Now I’m grown, but it’s all gone flat
Time flies by so, so fast
Wish I could ride right back
Little backpack, scraped knees, laugh
I close my eyes and I’m back at last
But it fades, ’cause it all moves past

rap, Moody pop-rap with male vocals over warm detuned synths and deep sub bass, half-time drums that slam on the hook. Intimate, close-mic verses, lightly tuned melodic rap; chorus blooms with airy pads, layered harmonies, and a filtered vocal tag at the end of each hook., sad, pop