Ferris Street Songtext
von Beau

The memories had begun to fade
Until the story was relayed
By someone whom I chanced to meet
Of what he′d seen of Ferris Street
Of what he'd seen of Ferris Street


And so it was that I returned
To see the street that I had spurned
And from its grip my presence torn
From Ferris Street, where I was born
From Ferris Street, where I was born

A hundred years the wind has blown
The dust across the cobblestones
It even blew their hopes aside
For here they stayed and here they died
For here they stayed and here they died


But time has brought the last defeat
And here I stand on Ferris Street
The iron girders red with rust
The stonework lying in the dust
The stonework lying in the dust of Ferris Street