Market and Vine

Lyrics

Huh! On the edge of the city There's a dangerous place The people call it Market and Vine It's full of all the broken Dreams of yesterdays And children too young to be so wise She's thirteen and pretty Been two years on her own She sells the only thing that she has In this part of the city, she's left all alone Believes it's too late to ever go back For the street is a place The warrior reigns Only the strong will survive But under the hate And the fear that remains The children are praying Down Market and Vine Just north of the city There's a place real nice Where people can move and be safe It's full of pretty churches And steeples so high The ministers don't have to be brave They talk about Jesus Even talk about His blood But words can be cheap When they talk about His love They keep on building bigger Keep on saying they care But seldom will you ever see Just one of them there When the street is a place The warrior reigns Only the strong will survive But under the hate And the fear that remains The children are praying Down Market and Vine He's worked hard for his money Now he's wealthy and proud He can buy anything he'd ever want But deep in the heart Of the city tonight Lie the broken remains of his little girl She's looking for answers And a place to be safe She's hiding from her daddy's Heavy hand on her face She's living unprotected In a world of fear She's praying every day Hoping someone would hear The street is a place The warrior reigns Only the strong will survive But under the hate And the fear that remains The children are praying The street is a place The warrior reigns Only the strong will survive But under the hate And the fear that remains The children are praying Down Market and Vine Huh!