Nameless Streets
Defeater - Travels
As a kid the summers seemed so long.
The dusk; a never ending song.
He'd never hear it again.
A walk through the dismal streets
the alleys where the junkies sleep.
hand in hand to the boardwalk's end.
His mother's words like the biting wind.
He'll never hear them again.
Her sunken eyes that used to burn so bright.
So he hid pressed against the wall
under stairs in the darkened hall.
The sound of heartbreak reminded him of home.
Shadows move slow across the floor
a minute seemed like a day or more.
The end of heartache when she opened the door.
They all come here to die.
"Please take me a away. Please mother bring us home safe on nameless streets the way we came."
she prayed for better days and for redemption.
Sullenly she prayed to keep from harm's way and for conviction.
But there's no forgiveness here.
No hope beyond that pier.
not for her in this dead end town.
And that drunk is waiting up
him and jack and the empty cup.
"Where you been? What you on? Who'd you fuck?"
One more drink to toast good luck.
She gets a stiff hand from the old like the bourbon he's been drinking.