That little place i knew

I knew a place when I was young that I liked
But that place got burned down not so long ago
I never knew her name
And it always looked the same
I guess that place will always be my home
That little place I knew so long ago
Saw the pictures of it in the paper
It brought a cold hard shutter to my bones
I knew the boy that died
He was coldly burned alive
But I guess that place will always be his home
In that little place I knew so long ago
But I hate what it did to me
And I'm lost inside the pockets of its overcoat
Never tried to come back home to see
All the ash, the debris and the smoke
I moved away the day that I had left school
I didn't stick around to make my mark
I even changed my name
Told my family to do the same
To run from the place I knew long ago
They ran a story of me in the paper
About a ghost who wouldn't come back home
I got it through the post
Lit the fire and let it roast
Oh I never want to feel like I'm getting old
Oh in that little place I knew so long ago
I hate what it did to me
Oh I'm lost inside the pockets of its overcoat
I never tried to come back home to see
All the ash, the debris, and the smoke
?Shops called to spark up an old firework?
Turn the place in half just like a boat
As the fire burned the field
Was shred into the drains
Turning the whole place into a swamp
Oh in the little place I knew so long ago
I hate what it did to me
Oh I'm lost inside the pockets of its overcoat
I never tried to come back home to see
All the ash, the debris, and the smoke
Never tried to come back and see
All the ash, the debris, and the smoke