Ballad of Benjamin

There he was on a blood stained road

In the freezing cold, sixteen years old

His name was Ben

He was just a boy, walking home

Ben was young, his life was on the way

And now school is finally done

And he would easily get the grades

So Ben was just a boy, walking home

But then they came running through the night

Three boys in the dark wearing hoods

Holding knives and they see Ben

On his own, walking home

And so a sixteen-year-old boy lays down in the dark

Far too young to fight, to run, he stood no chance

Ben will feel the cold of steel inside his lungs and his heart

There I was on a blood stained road

In the freezing cold, sixteen years old

Then I saw you on your own, walking home

And I was there when you fell to your knees

And I held you in my arms

And we collapsed upon the street

And I said, "Ben, don't you worry son, I'm gonna take you home"

And I was there, I swear I tried my best

To stop the bleeding from the holes in your chest

And I screamed, "Ben, please just stay awake, I gotta get you home"

And so two sixteen-year-old boys laid down on the road

And I was scared, I screamed, "Ben, don't you dare leave me here on my own"

You and I were side by side when your eyes finally closed

There we were on a blood stained road

In the freezing cold, sixteen years old

Ben and I, we were only boys walking home