Walk Don’t Walk

It's November and the streets are dirty
There's glass in the road where he threw his last bottle
Newspapers strewn across his territory
Don't go too close or you'll be in his story

He's some mother's son, but I can't help him
He's some mother's son, I'll just keep on walking

Walk don't walk

This city's dark with its shady doorways
A scream in the night cuts through the warm air
The flash of a knife acts like a beacon
You play ignorant but you're well aware

He's some mother's son, but I can't help him
He's some mother's son, I'll just keep on walking

Walk don't walk

When did their hopes stop burning?
When did their years stop turning?
Where were the laws unbroken?
They must be unspoken

Walk don't walk

The old townhouse has trapped a stranger
Too young to know what drew him inside
In the time that it takes him to feel the danger
The rest of his childhood will have died

He's some mother's son, but I can't help him
He's some mother's son, I'll just keep on walking

Walk don't walk