Last Breath

On the corner there's been a fight

Helicopter circles light the night

It's tricky but I'm making plans

To leave the land of six for five

One day a breeze will blow

And sway the trees above our heads

And the torn black bags on razor wire

Will be a memory

For when I die my last breath

will find its way to you

In the land of six for five

It's getting hard to stay alive

The sirenes in the distance stop outside

Another man's died

Blood-so-thick the pavement's black

Knifed by the heart, a surprise attack

He crawled to the shop bu as it turned out

No-one helped, they threw him out