Ghetto Child

I die, you die
Softly and so alive
No one else has seen me cry
Ghetto child

I hear you breathing
See your heart beating
Promise this time's dreams are on me
Ghetto child

Driven like the lambs
Hiding from the hands
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes
Out the door she slams
No one understands
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes
Breathes a ghetto child

Paper flowers
So grey and golden
Sent the circus of your soul
Ghetto child

Book of pictures
No words for it
Something scribbled in the snow
Ghetto child

Driven like the lambs
Hiding from the hands
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes
Out the door she slams
No one understands
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes
Breathes a ghetto...

Child born after Coltraine died
But before that one small step
Relieved when no one realized
That's as high as man could get
We'll never take a bigger step
From the ghetto child

Driven like the lambs
Hiding from the hands
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes
Out the door she slams
No one understands
She breathes
She breathes
She breathes...