The pale moon, lights up the dark sky.It's a warm night
being
summer. three lonely teenagers wander through the dark
desolet
streets, only a few lamps shine.
The houses on the block is painted with the shadows of these
lonely desperados.
It's quiet except for a tin can being kicked around. Two
boys and a girl hungry for a thrill, trouble just waiting
for those who seek it. nobody knows the heart, for what lie
deep in it's chambers. The lonesome three, wild as the
untamed frontier of the past share a bond, a relationship of
sex, drugs, and malicious behavior that has corrupted their
young minds.
a dog bark in the distance the night covers it's where about
they know he's close the more they walk the louder his bark
become.
Their thoughts a mixture of imagination and dreams they long
to escape the slums where they felt the sting of death a
pain they know to well.
There use to be five desperados but two has met fate on the
same cold streets the three desperados now walk, their
hearts filled with pain and anger.