The dark night sky with no stars shinning
A little boy in the street crying
His mother has been shot by a drive-by gang
She’s lying beside him, coughing and dying

A little boy lying in the street crying
He’s alone and will have to strive to survive
She’s lying beside him coughing and dying
He will live by himself, a little life

He’s all alone and will have to strive to survive
He will live in a box or at a playground
He will live by himself, a little life
He will not eat much, so he will shrink pound by pound

He will live in a box or at a playground
His mother has been shot by a drive-by gang
He will not eat much, so he will shrink pound by pound
The dark night sky with no stars shinning