Headshots

The sign said head shots And that was all A picture of a boy And a number you could call Two eyes in the shade A mouth so sad and small Strange the way a shadow Can fall across the wall And make the difference In what you see Ah He's just a poster, but He's everywhere A face under a street lamp Ripped and hangin' in the air Turn the corner And he's still there Watching all the people Who are pa*sing unaware Is there a judgment On what he sees? Ah On a day As cold And gray As today The sign says head shots It's all I see A boy becomes a picture Of guilt and sympathy And so I think of you In memory Of the days we were together And I knew that you loved me That was the difference In what we see That's history Ah Ah Ah