Shanty Town

Shanty Town

On a warm summer night in Shanty Town
they're looking for a killer very near,
never will they see til' it all comes down
that everyone is living here in fear.
I hid from the light til' dark brought the night,
gaining faith that they had all gone away
from shanty to shanty just out of sight,
this tired old dog had not seen his day.
I will escape, tis' not the end of me;
from those who would run me into the ground.
Freedom's reflection on shimmering sea
eluding them without the faintest sound.
I sit by the sea just my thoughts and I,
a single teardrop falling while I cry.

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