Every good face is now despairing
Every smile is blown apart
If you're not broken or uncaring
They'll come to eat the sun out of your heart
The police kicked down all the veladoras
That my tia put there for her son
I counted all their bullets in the pavement
As the California sunlight cooked his blood
I'd ask for you to please put down your weapons
If I could find the air out here to scream
I tell you that I'm safer than in Heaven
But I'd be safer in a dream
I thought that it was safe to have a baby
Outside of the future or the past
But I don't have a gas mask for my baby
I don't have a little baby mask
