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Take me past the courthouse Take me past where I was born No, I didn't even notice The color of the door This place seems so familiar Despite the intervening years No, I don't even remember The brief time we lived here Well, the former generations Tried to keep the dream intact But I've always been impatient It sweetens looking back Police are stopping traffic Up and down the boulevard Seems that time has become static As we stop and as we start Take me past the courthouse Take me past where I was born No, I don't even remember Where I'm from anymore Well, the former generations Tried to keep the dream intact But I've always been impatient It sweetens looking back Aus Songtexte Mania