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Dead ChildrenDiscussionAt one time, I taught in an inner city school in Houston. I would see the children come into first grade with eyes bright and wide, and dreams as big as the U.S. of A. But something happened as they grew older. The light slowly died, the dreams slowly faded, as it sunk in, year after year, that this was it. This... hell... that they lived in was all they would ever have, was all they would ever be.Some broke in despair. Others went into denial. And others... well, they went more than a little bit crazy. I wrote the song "Dead Children" for them, the children for whom the American Dream is just a lie that eats them up inside. Too bad nobody ever listens. LyricsDead Children
Dead children dancing in the street
dead children with dead eyes
Some are dead of bullets
dead children comin' out at night
dead children runnin' the streets at night
Some are dead of bullets
Dead children with dead eyes
Dead children with no place to go
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