I work all my life to feed my baby
I memorize the hymns and songs
If the father's son can hear me crying
I'm a prayer away
From dying
I can feel the dream of a young man
I follow rules and own my place
I can tell my family knows I'm lying
I'm a smile away
From dying
I can hear the hum of a city working
I can feel the nails between my teeth
I can scream for sale but no one's buying
And I'm a step away
From dying"