| These are the streets I used to walk | |
| On summer nights, sit out and talk | |
| That's the house where I used to live | |
| I remember what I would give | |
| This is the town I won't forget | |
| And after anger there's nothing left | |
| Walking now round and round | |
| Familiar sights are open ground | |
| Being here again, I can recall | |
| Forgotten moments, the rise and fall | |
| We used to live where children play | |
| They leave their homes a mile away | |
| To come and stand in trees and grass | |
| Where we once walked the memories last | |
| Being here again, I can recall | |
| Forgotten moments, the rise and fall | |
| The sun shines east, the sun shines west | |
| But I know where the sun shines best | |
| Casey street in the afternoon | |
| Once again it's over too soon | |
| Being here again, I can recall | |
| Forgotten moments, the rise and fall | |
| Being here again, I can recall | |
| Forgotten moments, the rise and fall | |
| Rise | |
| (Rise, rise) | |
| Rise and fall | |
| Rise and fall |