' Used to play with my friends, out of town,
Stick in my hand, every day was like the 4th of July
Then a friend got hit by a car
After that, if I picked up a stick my mama said "son just don't"
Then sticks, sticks turned to stones,
Stones turned to guns, guns to deaths heavy on my soul
So the season of the fallen began wiping sinners across the border and draining towns
Oh, she said she was only seventeen,
Her daddy said son don't you let her walk on home alone
Everyday she said daddy I don't care I said sir I don't think I just
Knock 'em down
Locked up in here I met a guy with no real sins like mine
Turned himself in one day, oh, just to keep from dying
Told him my tale, my deeds and my woes
"Unlike you said, we're not that different at all"
He said he was only seventeen when his daddy said son you don't -
Have to walk this path alone
Everyday he said daddy I don't dare he said son if things come - you chose! -
Knock 'em down
