Alameda

You’re never falling in line
Outskirts of Alameda, thizzing with a glowlight
You caught the beat in your spine
I was your little bro, seeing for the first time
Dancing in between the sea and the purple sky, oh my
We were fragile in between many faces in our lives
I leaned my little life up over you and you pointed to the way
You told me that as long as I’m with you, I don’t need to be afraid
Out in the street till sunrise
Late walking home when we come upon the blue lights
They caught you under the car
Two little baggies in the pocket of your Carhartt
(Oh I’m just a boy but that isn’t right)
(Oh I’m just a boy but that isn’t right)
(You telling me if he was white)
(Then he would have to spend the night)
(Oh I’m just a boy but that isn’t right)
(Oh I’m just a…)
Speaking in between the glass on a silver line, oh my
Looking fragile in between many faces in our lives
You leaned your little life up over me and I told you to be brave
I promised that as long as you’re with me, you don’t need to be afraid
(Oh I’m just a boy but that isn’t…)