Zephaniah Trust
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Song for the Boy
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Song for the Boy
Where the laughing grin and the innocent smile have been blown to kingdom come The empty eyes stare back at me like the barrels of a gun And the vacuum in his mind, is incapable of kind And the empty eyes stare back at me like the barrels of a gun
He’s seen enough at the age of ten to swear he doesn’t care He’s practised that pretence so well there’s no compassion there And he’ll pass it on and pass it on, until he’s hurting everyone He’s had enough at the age of ten and there’s no compassion there
And the good love, and the bright hope have all been chipped away And the hollowed-out soul, like a pumpkin shell, has nothing left to say Who could flush out hope and who could void a child? Where the good love and the bright hope have all been chipped away
But his dad’s been there already and he’s seen it all before His dad did the same for him and he beat him up some more And someone’s got to pay the price, and this boy’s going to pay it twice
And it all goes round and on and on and round and round and on In this cycle of corrosive hate till all that’s good is gone Can’t we make a clean break, and now for Jesus’ sake ‘cos it all goes round and on and on and round and round and on
John Froud Copyright © 2002 Zephaniah Music
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