

(hummmm) Cold air on the block Sidewalk cracked like a heart under winter
tires Every window hold smoke like a church of tired fires Sirens
paint the rain, then they fade from the lane I wear hurt
like a coat with a name stitched in pain Mailboxes lean like
old men guarding bad news Dreams grow thin where the kids learn
the blues My block got scars like the bark on a tree
Still I talk to the night like it's listening to me These
streets got teeth and they bite real slow Stone in my chest
but I still move through Rain on the corner like tears on
steel Everybody act tough but the wound stay real
These streets got teeth and they bite real slow
I keep my light low and my heart held close Potholes deep
as the promises made in July Mama kept hope folded neat while
the rent climbed high Friends turned ghosts in a crowd full of
hard goodbyes Now the moon hangs dull like a bruise in the
sky Chain-link fences sing when the cold wind cuts Every laugh got
weight from the days on us I learned grief got roots,
it can split concrete But a rose still dares from the edge
of the street These streets got teeth and they bite real slow
Stone in my chest but I still move through
Rain on the corner like tears on steel Everybody act tough but
the wound stay real
These streets got teeth and they bite real slow
I keep my light low and my heart held close
Ash on the curb
Hope in the crack
I still come
back