Your Neighborhood
I don't want you to walk home
I know you wouldn't let me
You tell me you'll be fine and laugh
tell me I shouldn't worry so much
I offer to give you a ride every day
Some days you accept, some days you don't
You don't like me to worry about you
because I guess you forget
When you can't sleep because of the gunshots
I'm there
So in the mornings when you promise nothing will happen how can I believe you
How can I not worry
when someday I'll see
your name
on the news
and you won't be at school
and your little brother won't talk to me anymore
and there's an empty hole in our group where you used to stand
How can you tell me not to worry
Please let me take you home
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