The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot I still hear him scream The cops used to come around in my neighborhood "Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!" Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially at night They had a

Ghosts appear and fade away Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I know will be alright

I've missed you very, very much since that last night we were together And will hold that night especially in my memories for years to come I've been turning it over and over in my mind lately I've read your letter through at least four times And will