A girl sits on the street edge crying
A boy weeping in pain because he knows he's dying
The silent hero is left to ponder
If what he's doing a big enough wonder
A student fights for his life
Trying to make it through the cities maze of crimes
A girl dreams of big things: college, law school
'But it's so hard to leave, ' she says. 'I'm trapped in wool.'
Someone witnesses a souless killing
Watching the baby girl's blood spilling
Seeing the baby's life, hope, dreams, and aspirations die
For the murderer was never caught, and the witness lied
It's hard to do the wrong thing
It takes courage to do the right thing
It's up to me and you to choose
Whether or not we want these people to win or lose
Cause life's not fair, and life's not cheap
And neither is grief