"My Little Town" by Simon & Garfunkel:

In my little town I grew up believing God keeps his eye on us all. And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall (Lord I recall) in my little town: coming home after school - Flying my bike past the gates Of the factories. My mom doing the laundry, Hanging our shirts In the dirty breeze. And after it rains There's a rainbow, And all of the colors are black. It's not that the colors aren't there, It's just imagination they lack. Everything's the same Back in my little town.