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