i think i remember
as i walk by that alleyway
and i see it all again
where you were beaten up
but you still refused
to back down
i think i remember
as i pass by that shop
and smell the fresh donuts
which we bought with
loose coins from our
cotton pockets
i think i remember
as i see the same park
and watch children who
play together like we did
innocent and care-free
in another time
i think i remember
as i look at you again
your lips parting to say
the name of our home
each syllable, brook-lyn
and i remember it all
