Evidence in Safety

The hearts are bleeding in the streets again
Another lover’s lover has passed away
Guerrillas have stained the streets again
Consolation comes to everyone
Another morning, another mourning
Won’t you cry?
Won’t you stand here and bleed with me?
Among the crowd, lay it to rest and accept with me
On these streets, painted red like a picture for you
There’s a movement on the streets again
Protests and riots are overflowing
Order no longer a peaceful testament
Some things they never change
Another morning, another mourning
These freeze frame pictures of violence
Reaching her hands out, to take me down
These bright white flashes of insanity
To be released and take me
Lack of witness has placed many things
Lost cause of accidents
Leaving those to die at night
The aftermath of the afterlife
Another morning, another mourning