Ballad Of Bloody Run

Echoes like the sound of a gunshot

'cross the Richmond city night

and are all the punks too drunk

to stand upright

She's still walking the streets

until the daylight comes

she says 'I'm the last one

to grow up numb.

My footsteps leave these

little prints of light'

'I'm the last one

Let me be the last one

to grow up numb'

On the rotting docks

near the auction blocks

of which we don't speak

and the lights on

floods rebuilding

covers up this old creek

While our grandmothers walked

past every numbered street

a twelve hour day

just for something to eat

this long walk home is not

taught in our history

'I'm the last one

Let me be the last one

to grow up numb'

Here's to the sweet smell

of all the banks burning

All the food is freed

from the storehouse

all the teachers are learning

Fuck the laws

For their greed

the ratchet's thrown

and we won't bleed

our true wealth lies in the

song of the land

communities freed from

this prison of god and men

'Let me be the last one

to grow up numb…'

Echoes like the sound of a gunshot

'cross the Richmond city night

and are all the punks

too drunk to stand upright?

Are you addicted to the sight

of spaces in-between

when the night birds cry

do you know what it means?

It's the forgotten ones who ask us

never to give up

'I'm the last one

Let me be the last one

to grow up numb'