Two a.m., a southbound junction, innocence flight Common sense has lost all function, stranded in the The albatross has flown the nest, he's family ties He recalls his mother weeping with her hands held to her His alcoholic father was too drunk to know or That the rod not spared had this child, his only son and heir
The lights have pulled him southward, magnets in his mind Where the are paved with gold and lady luck is kind
The boy only some attention, he's wasting our time He'll survive on his own, for he's no son of mine
There's thousands just like him, seeking love they've never found No and home to call his own, our fox has run to ground His taught him right from wrong and beat him black and blue Caressed the boy with his clenched fist, the way he knew
He never went to that much 'cause he could not disguise The weals and bruises on his legs, the rings around his
He only needed a family to him to shine All he has is a to ride on the poverty line
He stirs from his gin and Temazapam To find while he someone has done him over His things are all missing or strewn the floor And he can't quite recall the events of the evening
As cars race by, our young prince waits, his cardboard shield An Oxfam crown upon his head, his thumb a to wield A shoddy clad knight of the road, the quest is Drawn by street lights in the night, and smoke by day
The city lights have him southward, magnets in his mind Where the streets are paved gold and lady luck is kind
The boy wants some attention, he's wasting our time He only needed a family to him to shine
He'll survive on his own, for he's no son of mine All he has is a ticket to on the poverty line