Ceschi - Elm City Ballads lyrics

[Ceschi - Elm City Ballads lyrics]

4 AM driving through the streets of
New Haven again baby faced crack corner kids
Working grave yard shifts
With the diner waitresses
Everybody trying to break bread
I'm every lung that's breathing in
This filthy city waste
I'm trick turning street walker
Mary full of grace
Undocumented worker wage slave
I'm needle pierced vein
I am black rose on Grandmother's grave
We'll find our way the old men said in AA
They told us faith in God
Would take the pain away
But God is nowhere to be found in this place
We're only half awake
Waiting to be served slop and
Corn cake by inmates
Love me city, till I'm gray
Elm city love me safe
Love me city, till I'm gray
Love me till I am erased

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