Friday, October 04, 2002

Paradise Lost

Standing, reading, looking I saw
I saw a man with his hand in a bag his hand unzipping a bag
A girl standing, reading, waiting, looking
A train coming

Looking up, hey what are you doing
Put that back
Eyes piercing
That how people die boy

Silence, hey put that back
Miss your bag he just took your wallet
Hey the train door closes; I get the bird from a little seedy man whose hand was in a bag
Tears

Push the button call the guard
Wait
Assistance is needed on the Washington platform
A lady shake A man pissed off that he couldnít do more

Here she comes walking looking
Hon, here she comes
This ladyís wallet was taken from the bag by some little seedy man whose hand was in a bag
Letís go upstairs and call the police

I canít I need to go to school says the lady whose wallet was gone
My teacher will be mad
I need to be at my desk by eight
My teacher will be mad

That is what hit me hardest about the girl whose wallet was gone
By a little seedy man whose hand was in a bag
The girl was 14
14

We filled out the reports
I gave her what was left of my old fare card
The girl whose wallet is gone now is going to school

I hurt
Angry
What the fuck was the purpose
The gift certificate she had for lunch
You little seedy man whose hand was in a bag
You did not take money
You can not get high from what you did
You took a girlís innocence
What use is that to you
You mother fucking asshole

Donít ever let me see you again
You little seedy man whose hand was in a bag

Little girl whose wallet is gone
You now have a guardian angel
If we never meet again you still have a guardian angel

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