Broken State

Rather be thrown into a shallow grave Than give my heart to a broken state It's cruel and usual But you won't find me in misery Unlike Biloxi in 1953 I'm blue more than red renewed Poplar trees along the Tallahatchie Watch the river rise and break levees I see me coming, see me coming Like some real bad news Free to speak free to flee Never free to choose Always running always running Away from the news Smile wave be afraid Of those sidewalk cues You've got to get away Get away now Whether it's in Bernal Heights Or the honey in Money Making Crow Jane fly It's cruel and unusual I see me coming, see me coming Like some real bad news Free to speak free to flee Never free to choose Always running always running Away from the news Smile wave be afraid Of those sidewalk cues