Ceschi and Factor Chandelier - Elm City Ballads

4am, driving through the streets of New Haven again
Baby faced crack corner kids working graveyard shifts
With the diner waitresses, everybody trying to break bread
I'm every lung that's breathing in this filthy city waste

I'm trick turning streetwalker Mary full of grace
Undocumented worker, wage slave, I'm needle pierced vein
I am black rose on grandmother's grave
We'll find a way, the old man said an AA

They told us faith in God will take the pain away
But God is nowhere to be found in this place
We're only half awake, waiting to be served
Slop and corn cake by inmates

Love me city till I'm gray
Elm City love me safe
Love me city till I'm gray
Love me till I am erased

Written by:
Julio Ramos

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