Rubber & Bone

No pretty trees here
No sweet tea breeze
You'd better leather wrap your baby feet
Lift your chin up
Connect your eyes
To the half-dead with hearts still alive

Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)

Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces

No dirt to comb
Green grass to mow
Broken glass
Old rubbers and bones

Where the river dumps
Our trash and smut
Under our fingernails
Under our rug

Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)

Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces

Fiending for a handout
Handshaking uptime
Shake a microcosm
Into the center of your mind...

Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)

Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their worn out faces

Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces