I'm walking scared, muscles tight



Buses stopped at 930 and now it's midnight



Stranded all alone at concord bart



It's been a long time since I was this scared of the dark...

concrete lawns, no sidewalks to walk on 



walking down the street I feel so out of place



the people introverted, no friendliness asserted



I feel like a black sheep among this purebres race



in mendocino they said it was safe to hitch,



but if I did that here I'd wind up dead in a ditch



a truck full of hicks cruise by looking for a fight



I'm walking paranoid, my thoughts are filled with fright...

when I was young I didn't live here



I don't see how they see



a man was hung not far from here



I see a tree that would fit me.