Baltimore 歌词

I got the news on the satellite phone Jason, come home, Jason, dear I heard it on the forest floor Six years of back country trails to the lake Machete and snake, machete I learned To cradle in the Old State Park Roosevelt, ’33, he had a plan For every young man Give him an ax and a seed Give him a pack and a tree Teach him to care for himself Give him fresh air for his health Send money back to family Back to Baltimore The tallboy convenience store The indifferent, the endless war And I know what that is And I know what that is And I don’t need it anymore But I have to go home Luke was the son of some well-to-do folk My family was broke, but we became friends The parking lot, the chewed up field I started in the park just as he was going in A hard eight to ten for selling to kids My momma worked the county jail Roosevelt’s Tree Army, under the Sun The work would be done while America Bled by the greed of the rich The boys planted trees and found God in the pitch They stared at the sod in each fist— Why am I telling you this Is it that I'm nervous to be going back? Back to Baltimore The tallboy convenience store The indifferent, the endless war And I know what that is And I know what that is And I don’t need it anymore But I have to go home Luke, I guess, got himself into a fight Took him to the infirmary later that night Nothing serious, sure, but next morning he died Then the satellite phone with the crew Which meant I didn’t cry I'm taking the train to take time for my thoughts Pregnant with loss, preparing for all The things that maybe make you feel I’ll pay my respects and then I’ll take a walk The neighborhood block And then I will leave