Echoes like the sound of a gunshot   Cross the Richmond city night   And are all the punks too drunk to stand   To stand upright?      She's still walking these streets until the daylight comes   She says I'm the last one to grow up numb   My footsteps leave these little prints of light      I'm the last one   Let me the last one to grow up numb      On the rotting docks near the auction blocks   Of which we don't speak   And the lights on floods rebuilding   Covers up this old creek      While our grandmothers walked past every numbered street   A 12 hour day just for something to eat   This long walk home isn't taught in our history      I'm the last one   Let me the last one to grow up numb      Here's to the sweet smell of all the banks burning   All the food is free from the storehouse   All the teachers are learning   Fuck the laws for their greed   The ratchet's thrown and we won't bleed   Our true wealth lies in the song of the land   Communities freed from this prison of god and men      I'm the last one   Let me the last one to grow up numb      Echoes like the sound of a gunshot   Cross the Richmond city night   And all the punks too drunk to stand   Stand upright      Are you addicted to the sight of spaces in between?   When the night birds cry, do you know what it means?   It's the forgotten ones who ask us never to give up      I'm the last one   Let me be the last one to grow up numb