Bahr – Those Streets

I heard that phone rang early today.
There’s been these words when the ice broke down.
She said “We’re fine.” Then the silence kept on
I wish I was wrong. Certainty led on.
Was it the boy that we used to know?
Who went to school with a girl we love From a low-budget movie that my sister saw
Or is it that someone? Too sad to know.
Or is it far far from where we live?
We live in that street where they used to kill.
For history or idiocracy. There’s been too much shame for a thing to be
I cannot see what’s in the news.
But I hear outside, It is eating the town.
So hear me out Someone! I’m done with time.
So much going on. Can’t be sitting around.

Because a thousand times I saw that face.
Anger with a tear and distress.
It hurts me now. It hurt before.
It won’t go away until we destroy.
But This time I hear no one in streets.
This time I hear no yell that weeps.
Please hear me now.
All I’m asking now is; somebody take me back to those streets.

Those streets
Take me back to those streets

I’ve got no skill. Can’t find my will.
I might end up here, before hitting the Town.
I feel the pulse, I see no rules.
I need no tools, we’ll burn this Town.
We used to row row, hand to hand.
Fought with nothing but a filthy friend.
It’s in your eyes, It’s in the air.
We’ve got to show these fuckers what the people can.
We used to row row, hand to hand.
Fought with nothing but a filthy friend.
It’s in your eyes, It’s in the air.
We’ve got to show these fuckers what the people can.