Dad... It's too much.
Well,it's yours,baby.
They have public transportation
in Philadelphia,you know.
Now you won't have to use it.
Dad,you've got to stop worrying
about me.I'm gonna be fine.
Your degree,your brains...
you could do anything you want.
Law school,politics,Wall Street...
But Dad...
this is what I want.
Laura McKinney?
- I'm Margaret Trudlow.You're late.
- Sorry.
Got a little lost.
We have an unexpected change in faculty.
One of our US History
teachers,Mr.Hack,had an incident.
Incident?
Run-in with some seniors last
year.Nothing for you to worry about
- but you'll cover his class this year.
- I'm supposed to teach English.
I'm not familiar with US History.
Neither are the students.
No problem.
- Ready for the challenge.
- That's the Ivy League spirit.
This is yours.
(hip-hop musicplays,indistinct chattering)
My classroom's next door if you have
any issues,but I'm sure you won't.
Any advice?
Show no fear.
Hi,class.
My name's Miss McKinney.
Can you turn that down,please?
Excuse me.Settle down,guys.
Can you please take your seat?
Stop it!Stop it!
Someone helping you?
They told me to wait for
one of those detectives.
One sec.
they look pretty busy.
Why don't you talk to me?
Darnell Brent.
I'm Detective Rush.
Think I have evidence on
Laura McKinney's m*rder.
She was my teacher at Reeves High,got
sh*t outside the school in .
They said it was a
carjacking gone wrong.
You know different?
Just got my teaching
credential.Started at Reeves last week.
Coincidence?
She's the reason I'm doing it.
Always challenged us to make a
difference.Figured it was about time I tried.
What'd you find,Darnell?
So I'm there this weekend,getting
my classroom ready.
Found this old,sturdy desk in storage
they used to have when I was a student.
I was going through the
drawers,and I find these.
They're her keys,including her car keys.
Miss McKinney wouldn't have left the
classroom without them,never mind the building.
People forget their keys all the time.
I've worked at the school two days.First thing
you learn,don't go anywhere without your keys.
- The school's locked down?
- Especially at night.
Can't get from one door to the other without
them.Miss McKinney would've known that.
She wasn't going to her car.
So if she wasn't headed to
her car,where was she going?
I don't know.
I've got to say,Darnell,not
a lot to go on.
Look,I know you're busy.
But I can't let this sit.
After everything Miss
McKinney did for me...
Sounds like she was a special teacher.
Yeah...the best.
I owe her.
It was Valens,right?
He still hot over that
pudding pop thing last month?
I'm no snitch.
You're either with me
or you're against me.
Consider me warned.
Laura McKinney, ,just out of college.
k*lled in front of the
school, : at night.
Last to see was Margaret
Trudlow,another teacher,hours earlier.
She was in Teach for America.
A cousin of mine did
that.It's like the Peace Corps.
Grads spend a couple of years
in the worst public schools.
- It takes guts doing that.
- Or a loose screw.
Sometimes those are the best teachers.
Always that one you remember,right?
sh*t once in the back with a
. .Doer left the shell casing.
Not to mention the car.
She's found just steps from
her vehicle,but no keys.
Witnesses?
We got a Mrs.Harris.Lived
across from the school.
Sees a black man fleeing the scene.
Reeves High School
security guard was closer.
Carlton Rawls eyeballs the doer standing
over Laura's body and chases him off.
Our hero,almost.
But neither witness saw
the doer pull the trigger.
Let alone the g*n.
Victim's father coming in?
Taking the train from New York.
He still blames himself
for getting her the car.
If I'd had a kid go teach at
that school,I'd a given 'em a . .
' was a record year for homicides.
Original detectives were overworked.
Witness testimony,placement of the
body,they focused on the robbery angle.
Leaving out the personal.Maybe
connected to the school.
Great,thank you.
Second eyewitness,old Mrs.Harris.
Says she'd love to
meet,talk about what she saw.
Only not today,her dog's getting
groomed.And tomorrow's book club.
Ah,playing hard to get.
Lives in Camden.
Figured I'd swing by,pay her a visit.
Anybody up for a drive?
Taking that as a "no.
"Heading down to Ballistics
about the m*rder w*apon.
IBIS database didn't exist
in ' .Could be useful now.
g*n's out there years,Nick.
Any luck,it was used in another crime.
Luck?
You know what I mean.
Nick.
They got ties,three for ten
bucks on the corner over there.
You might want to take a look.
I wouldn't let her take the
subway.It's too dangerous,I said.
We're looking at the possibility
this wasn't about Laura's car.
She ever mention any personal problems?
I talked to her on the
phone at least twice a week.
Far as I could tell,her
life was work and home.
No guys in the picture?
Not that I knew of.
That job completely consumed her.
She stay late,after school?
All the time.
- She believed in the program.
- You didn't?
Well,they sent her
out full of big ideas.
How she'd make her mark.Didn't tell
her that no one else was on board.
(The Sundays' Here's Where
the Story Ends"" plays)"
This place is a disaster area.
Dad...
We've got reservations in
half an hour.Did you forget?
I know it's bad here.
I'm going to paint my classroom next.
Plant some flowers in the spring.Give
it a sense of hope.You know?
You okay,baby?
These kids,they can barely
read,let alone write.
I can't control them.
They won't even listen to me.
- You're doing your best.
- Look at me.
No matter how much extra effort I
put in,I still can't get through.
Hey,listen,when I started out,working
legal aid in Newark,I stunk at my job.
I couldn't win a case.
One day an older lawyer pulled me aside.
Told me,"Forget about the facts.
Just tell the jury a story.
"A story.
Isn't that what history's all about?
Come on,look.Don't k*ll yourself.
A job shouldn't do this to you.
This is more than a job to me,Dad.
I made a commitment.
I'm gonna see it through.
That was Laura.
Determined to make a difference.
I don't know if she even got the chance.
I think she did,Mr.McKinney.
It was one of her students
who brought these in.
Remembered her all this time.
The teachers she worked with...
She ever mention any of them?
I don't think they went out
of their way to welcome her.
Why's that?
Laura did the same job for less money.
Guess they perceived
the program as a thr*at.
Any teachers give Laura
a particularly hard time?
A woman with a class next door,Margaret.
Supposed to be her
mentor.Sounded more like a menace.
How you doing,Carla?
I got a cold one needs
running through IBIS ASAP.
- Two weeks.
- It's kind of important.
- Aren't they all?
- I hear you.
I'm talking special circumstances.
The victim was a
teacher,you know what I mean?
Remember your favorite
teacher?Imagine if she got k*lled.
I hated my teachers.
Look,we need to expedite
this.Any other forms to fill out?
No other forms,no
exceptions.Fresh jobs get priority.
Take a number.Come
back in two weeksOkay?
Okay.
Only thing I remember from that
night is I left at : p.m.sharp,
and Laura was still in
her classroom,as usual.
Here's your list of students.I
highlighted the troubled ones.
- A lot of names.
- Only the best and brightest.
Perk of the public school system.
Well,uh,how'd you get along with Laura?
Miss McKinney was nice enough.
Here every night till : ,grading
papers,doing lesson plans.
- That's a good teacher.
- I didn't say that.
Try sitting up straight.
Way we heard it,you had it
in for Laura from day one.
How would you like it if some
kid straight out of school
came in to the police department
thinking they had all the answers?
She thought this was
some kind of mission.
But she didn't have the
training or the requisite skills.
- Such as?
- She couldn't even control her classroom.
It's sink or swim,and
Laura was drowning.
(Where Is My Mind""
by the Pixies playing)"
Sounded like World w*r III.
I come in.Everybody's up out of their
seats,and she's just standing there,helpless.
Come on,Margaret.
- She's not that bad.
- She won't make it till Christmas.
I was hoping to talk to
you about these textbooks.
- What about them?
- There aren't enough of them.
I went to the principal; he said I couldn't
order new materials until Christmas break.
What's the joke?
If you last that long,you can
ask Santa for the extra books.
Teaching's about more
than a winning smile.
She wasn't cut out for it.
- The guy who stuck up for
Laura-- he liked her?- Kenny Yates.
He didn't have to share a wall with her.
- He still teach here?
- Left for greener pastures.
Parochial school.Less
money,more respect.
This is a dangerous
place,huh?Always carry pepper spray?
Need some kind of protection if
you're gonna last as long as I have.
Laura didn't have her keys
the night she was k*lled.
- Figures.
- What happens,situation like that?
Late at night,no one else around.
You go to the security guard.
Always on post at the front entrance.
Back in ' ,it's a Carlton Rawls?
He was our last line of defense.
Thanks for meeting us,Carlton.
No sweat.
Working security across town.
They're cool with me being
here,being first responder and all.
Walk us through what you remember.
I was at my post,just inside here.
sh*t rang out,I'm through the door.
She was right here on the street.
Number one male standing over her.
He figured he was taking her car.
He thought different when
he saw me rushing him.
He busted ass the other way.
A compelling story,Carlton.
What?
- That's what happened.
- See,Carlton,we got the other witness,
saw the suspect running past
her apartment window that way.
That means the suspect would've been
running toward you,not away.Right?
You weren't at your post.Where were you?
- I'm telling you,I...
- No,see,you're lying.
You keep it up,we're gonna
start thinking bad things.
I was in the parking lot.
- My car.
- Sleeping one off?
I smell the whiskey on your breath.
You see the g*n,Carlton?
Suspect's face?Hey,you see anything?
Guy running away down the block.
Look,I had my eye out,even from the car.
Every door in the school was padlocked
from the inside except for two.
- Which ones?- The one
to the parking lot--
which is where I was and where Laura
should've come if she was going to her car.
She didn't have her keys,Carlton.
Say she wasn't going to her car.
She still would've come
out through the parking lot.
- And I'd have been there.
- Why?
What's this other door?
Back alley where the garbage goes.
Told her time and time
again not to use this door.
Locks automatically when you go out.
Figure she was in trouble inside.
You weren't at your post.
Probably she was looking for you.
Don't know why she didn't listen.
Knew it was bad out here.
Maybe something inside was worse.
Understand you looked out for Laura.
She was a kid out of her element.
Came to me for advice.
You two close?
Work buddies.
Sorry.Nasty habit.
Can't think straight without it.
- Quit recent?
- Yeah,five years ago.
Off again,on again kind of thing.
You know,Margaret Trudlow said that Laura
was having difficulty with her students.
Margaret?Left her to fend for herself.
- Laura did the best she could.
- How'd the students feel about Laura's best?
This school was a glorified
detention facility.
It was endearing how naive she
was about the kids' potential.
("Quiet on the Set" by N.W.A. playing)
Textbook's outdated.We
don't have enough of them.
The copies that we do
have are falling apart.
No wonder the kids don't care.
Welcome to Reeves.
Look,at least now you have
control of your students.
Getting them to sit down
and be quiet isn't teaching.
You've taught here ten
years.How do you do it?
Simple.
Concentrate on the students who
do care,if you could find one.
Just forget the rest.
- Forget them?
- Yeah.
What?
What are you doing?
Take your seats.
Textbooks out.
Now toss them on the floor.
Come on.We don't have all day.
Great.Darnell,will you pass these
out for me?One to each student.
History is not just
something from the past.
It's a story,happening every day.
Each of you will pick a
story out of the paper.
We'll read it and discuss what it means
to us,and to the rest of the world.
We get to keep these?
Yes.
What's the problem?
Bitch thinks she can
buy us for cents.
Out,Renaldo Now.
No matter how hard you try,there's
gonna be the bad apples.
- Got any names?
- Too many to remember.
- Reason I got out.
- Bad for the health.
Nothing changes if nothing changes.
Been chasing our witness
Mrs.Harris all over Camden.
Neighbor says she plays bingo,but won't say where
without a faxed request on police letterhead.
Damn!
When you do get her,have her look
through old Reeves High yearbooks.
You got a suspect?
Finally.Kid in Laura's
class named Renaldo Ramos.
Got expelled a few weeks after her m*rder
for stealing from the teachers' lounge.
- Rap sheet's an inch thick.
- You locate him?
Not yet.Brought in the
mother to fill in the blanks.
Course it'd help if we had some
information on the m*rder w*apon.
Not my fault.Lab rat
Carla's gumming up the works.
Thinking maybe the boss can call in.
Chain of command's fine for other
cops,but civilians don't respect rank.
- You got a better idea?
- Two words: baked goods.
I'm saying Renaldo ain't been around.
You told me.No address,no phone.
He's a grown man.He don't
share nothing with me.
- Well,we got some questions for him.
- About that teacher;
this one already told me.
School says you filed a
"discrimination" complaint against her.
Woman had it out for my boy.
Keeping him after school for detention.
Had the nerve to bring me
in,tell me Renaldo's got problems.
Like with attitude?
Some kind of learning disability.
Wanted him to take all this testing.
Where's the discrimination?
Ten years in the school system,no
one ever say boo about my kid.
All of a sudden,there's disabilities.
'Cause Laura was trying to help.
I'm not heartless,you know.
Woman didn't deserve to die.
Just should've minded her own business.
Mind letting Renaldo know
we'd like to talk to him?
- I told you he ain't been around.
- Several times.
Just in case.
You buying this?Renaldo
not being around?
Me neither.
Fresh scones.Assorted flavors.
A little "thank you"
for all your hard work.
Looking to k*ll me?
I have celiac disease.
I'm allergic to wheat.
Uh,Carla,I'm trying to play ball here.
I need that ballistics
report.I'm begging you.
What's it gonna take?
I like musicals.
Thanks for coming back in,Darnell.
Wondering if you remember a
kid from school,a Renaldo Ramos?
Renaldo Ramos.
Haven't heard that name in a while.
- He's in jail,right?
- In and out.
You ever hear about him
bringing a g*n to school?
You think he k*lled Miss McKinney?
We know he had problems with her.
The other teachers had given up on him.
Miss McKinney tried to take him on as
a sort of project,but he made it hard.
- You ever hear him thr*aten her?
- No,but it wouldn't surprise me.
He was already half a thug,even then.
You're late,Renaldo.
Go inside.Take out your
workbook.I'll be in there soon.
- Forgot it.
- Again?
How is that possible?No
workbook,no pen,no paper.
- I mean,what do you even keep in here?
- Give that back.
I am trying to work
with you,but I can't...
What is this?dr*gs?
That's not mine.
What's up?
Renaldo giving you a hard time?
It's fine.I got it covered.
When did this happen?
I don't know.************
Renaldo must have loved growing up here.
- That from Saccardo?
- Yeah.
What's up with those boots of his?
What do you mean?
- Sayin'.
- He's in Narcotics.
- It's their thing.
- I was in Narcotics.
Never wore Timberlands.
Pay dirt, five o'clock.
Renaldo Ramos?
What happened?!
What you do to him?!What
did you do to my boy?!
He's fine, Ma.
Thanks for all your help.
Hell of a sheet, Renaldo.
- as*ault, robbery, auto theft.
- Even back at Reeves High.
Stealing from the teachers' lounge.
- That wasn't me.
- Prison, parole, prison again.
Maybe crime isn't your thing.
Yeah, like those dr*gs, Renaldo.
The ones Laura McKinney
found in your backpack.
You and Miss McKinney didn't get
along.Always singling you out.
Oh, I get it.Had this one
teacher, Sister Beatrice.
Chew gum in
class.Thwap!Instant retribution.
That how Miss McKinney
was, tough on you, Renaldo?
She was cool.
How's that?
Could have narc'd me out.Just
kicked me back to the rejects class.
That's because you threatened her?
Let her know what would
happen if you turned her in?
I was dying to get out of school,
but that lady just wouldn't let go.
Getting on your case,
bringing your moms down on you.
No, man.She was different
from other teachers.
Like she expected
something.In a good way.
Kind of made school okay.
What is it?
- What do you think it is?
- Stupid.
You could go back to the bus, Renaldo.
Is that what you want?
It's just an empty lot, Miss.
That's what it is now, but not always.
years ago, they brought slaves here.
Auctioned on this very spot, only a mile from
where the Declaration of Independence was signed.
Hey, wake up!
Okay, this is important.
We're not talking books.We're
talking living, breathing history.
Something that matters.
We live in one of the most
historic cities in the country.
Everywhere you go, the past lives.
You just got to find it.
This is your assignment.
I want you to go back to your neighborhood
and find something of historical significance,
no matter how small, and write about it.
Get to know where you're from.
And then you can decide
where you're going.
Now that's a touching story.
I'm sure it made you turn over
a new leaf, graduate with honors.
Don't think I could have?
Where were you the
night Laura was k*lled?
- At work flipping burgers.
- Answered pretty quick.Gonna hold up when we check?
What's it matter?You already
made up your mind about me.
Set us straight.
You should be looking
at the teacher's pet.
That Darnell Brent.For real.
You should have seen the way
that kid was looking at her.
Left her little stuffed
animals.Gifts, right?
Put 'em there anonymous.Real romantic.
We're supposed to believe you 'cause
couldn't even graduate high school.
I don't give a damn.
Can I go?
We'll get you a toothbrush.You're
gonna be here a while.
Little confused here, Darnell.
You're the one who brought this case in.
- Figured you wanted it closed.
- Of course I do.
You and Miss
McKinney-- pretty tight?
But it was more than teacher-student.
- What do you mean?
- You had feelings for her, right?
Leaving all those stuffed
animals for her on the sly.
Staying after school, just you and her.
Maybe...
messages get mixed.
Wasn't that much older.
Happens to the best of us.
I was .Thought I was in love.
That's terrific, Darnell.
Now this is a thesis statement.
Do you see the difference?
Darnell, what are you doing?
She told me not to
worry about it, but...
she made sure we were never
alone in the same room again.
- Must have been humiliating.
- Yeah.
But I'm a teacher now, and
I understand her dilemma.
You want to get close to your students.
- But not too close.
- Yeah.
- This is kidnapping, you know.
- Sorry you seit that way, ma'am.
Luring me out of my
own church on bingo day?
- Should be ashamed, young man.
- Yes, ma'am.
Why don't you step into the kitchen?
I'll be with you in a moment,
show you some pictures.
The old
rope-a-dope?
Told her I saw someone hit her
car in the church parking lot.
- She comes out...
- You persuade her to take a ride.
Detective Jeffries?
Would it k*ll you to
offer me some refreshment?
Ballistics report on the .
that k*lled Laura McKinney.
This cost me big.
Two tickets to Wicked and dinner.
I need you to appreciate that.
You're my hero.
m*rder w*apon has a sordid history.
Recovered by police seven
years ago.Liquor store robbery.
Well, suspect in possession
said he found the g*n.
- Alibi'd out for the m*rder.
- I traced the serial number.
The original owner was a
cab driver.Nigerian guy.
- Kid happened to go to Reeves High.
- IN '
Kid gets bullied.Takes
Pop's g*n to school.
Confiscated by a security guard.
Guess who.
I've met some low-IQ jackasses in
my career, but you take the prize.
How stupid you got to be.
Take a g*n off a kid, not turn it in?
Or was tre a reason?
Between you and me, I
heard Laura was a knockout.
You have a thing for her?
- It wasn't like that.
- Even some students wanted a piece,
but you think, "Hey, an authority
figure like myself-- I got a sh*t.
"And after some liquid courage,
you make a move. She turns you down.
- No way.
- We got you at the crime scene, Carlton.
Got you with the g*n. You're done.
- Already typed up my report.
- I liked those teachers.
Looked after 'em the best I
could. That's why I kept the g*n.
Someone needed it.
Why'd she need it, Carlton?
I didn't ask.
She was a good woman.
If she said she needed
the g*n, she needed it
I was just trying to help.
That's my job.
It's time to find a
different line of work.
Don't bother standing
What are you doing?
Well, seeing if you're packing. Or are the new
security guards more accommodating than Carlton?
You have some kind of
grudge against Laura?
Younger, prettier, better at her job.
- That g*n had nothing to do with Laura.
- Then what was it for, Margaret?
Protection.
After years in this
w*r zone, I got att*cked
Former students.
I could never feel safe again.
So you went to Carlton?
I never felt comfortable
having that g*n.
Then one day, my purse was
stolen from the teachers' lounge.
And this happened
before Laura was k*lled?
So, why didn't you report it?
Didn't want to get Carlton into trouble.
He's a good man. A
close friend at the time.
You meet Will's girlfriend yet?
No, but I heard her all
the way down the hall.
- Delightful woman.
- He get anything from her?
Hope so, or he's about to pitch
an old lady out the window.
Back in ' , you said you saw a
black man running from the scene.
This isn't a black man.
Son, you don't think
I know the difference?
I said a dark-skinned man
came running past my window.
This is the one I saw.
Renaldo Ramos..
Look at you, Renaldo.
, still living at
home, no kind of job.
- Acting like you got it figured out.
- You say so.
You were there the night
Miss McKinney was k*lled.
You were fed up with
the way she treated you.
You stole Margaret's bag with the
g*n in it, waited for her, then pop!
- I was at my job.
- There was no job.
- I didn't do nothing.
- We got the old lady clocking you from her window.
Got witnesses saying you bragged on all
the things you stole from the teachers' lounge.
It's over.
You're just too dull to know it.
I couldn't have her mad.
- So, you went at her.
- No.
She came to me.
What you doing here, miss?
This ain't a good neighborhood.
I wanted to see where the fire was.
What you mean?
Well, it says six tenants lost their homes to a
fire right here in this building ten years ago.
- Long time.
- One man made sure they were all relocated.
Took care of them.
Roberto Jimenez.
It's pretty amazing.
I know your handwriting, Renaldo.
It's the assignment I
gave on the field trip.
He was my grandfather.
It's good...
Renaldo.
Like you said, history's
happening everywhere.
Like you coming to Reeves,
making a difference.
You want back in my class?
You need to use your voice. If you
want in, I have to hear you say it.
Yeah. That's what I want.
Okay.
But I need you to come
clean about the dr*gs.
But, miss, those weren't my dr*gs.
- Renaldo...
- I swear to you.
They say I steal; I don't.
They say I deal dr*gs; I don't.
Everyone's always saying I'm bad. I
stopped trying to prove them wrong.
There's always someone else to blame
for your crap life, your dumb mistakes.
You said tell the truth. I told you.
- dr*gs didn't belong to me.
- Then, who, Renaldo, another student?
A teacher.
It's got to be hard leaving
that school like you did.
Fatigue, right?
Well, the place was
impossible. I had to get out.
But you and I both
know it wasn't fatigue.
Nothing changes if nothing changes.
I can spot another addict a mile away.
Yeah, I... I had a problem.
Almost lost my job over it.
- It can be rough.
- Yeah, still is.
Day at a time, right?
How bad a habit?A gram?
- Two?
It gets expensive on a teacher's salary.
I kept it together.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Yeah, me, too.
Until one day I... I woke up and...
saw the mess I made.
The thing is, then we get better,
and we got to take responsibility.
Hey, we're, uh... We're
only as sick as our secrets.
Like taking Margaret's bag
from the faculty lounge.
You did that, but the worst part,
Kenny, and I know you feel this...
the worst part is using
Renaldo to score for you.
You told Laura all about it,
Kenny making you score for him?
Should have never got her involved.
All these years, why
didn't you say something?
You kidding? Take a look.
Who's gonna believe a thug like me?
I want to believe you, Renaldo.
I want to be like Laura,
see something different than just a
thug, but you gotta be straight with me.
- I told you everything.
- Still haven't told me why you were at the crime scene.
It's my fault she's dead.
Why, 'cause something happened?
She went back to the school.
To confront Kenny?
I followed.
Waited outside.
Just wanted to make sure she was okay.
Laura knew about you and Renaldo.
Everything was on the line. If she
turned you in, your life would be ruined.
She just didn't get
it: this is a disease.
I just wanted her to listen.
You were there that night.
I... I needed some time to get my
thoughts together, but she wouldn't let up.
You need to resign.
You can do it with dignity.
I... I won't say a word.
But it has to be done
or I'll turn you in.
How long were you sitting in your
classroom coming up with that speech?
Laura... I know this is bad.
It's a problem. But I'm addressing it.
- Address it someplace else, not around these kids.
- See,I'm ahead of you on that.
I already have my eye on a
treatment facility. This...
this is done... tonight.
- I promise.
- Renaldo is trying so hard to do things right.
- You are k*lling him.
- Damn it. Just let me speak.
Will you wipe that
smug look off your face?
I used to be like you. I used
to feel so good about teaching.
I believed in the students.
This place beats the hell out of you.
You'll see. In five years, you'll be me.
Laura, stop! Get back here.
I worked there for ten
years, and this kid...
who did she think she was?
I was a good teacher.
So was Laura.
How she was special.
Made me want to graduate.
Would have been the
first...in my family.
She went there to defend
me, and I let her down.
I couldn't help.
You can now.
Tell me what you saw.
Do it for her.
Miss?Miss?
("half a world away"by R.E.M)
* This could be the saddest dusk *
* I've ever seen. Turn to a miracle
* High alive. My mind is racing *
* As it always will *
* My hand is tired my heart aches *
* I'm half a world away here *
* My head sworn to go it alone *
* And hold it along, haul it along *
* And hold it. Go it alone *
* Hold it along and hold, hold. *
* This lonely deep sit hollow *
* I'm half a world *
* Half the world away *
* My shoes are gone, my life spent *
* I had too much to drink. I didn't think *
* And I didn't think of you *
*I guess that's all I needed *
* To go it alone and hold it along *
* Haul it along and hold it *
* Blackbirds backwards forwards
and fall and hold hold. *
* Oh this lonely world is wasted *
* Pathetic eyes high alive *
* Blind to the tide that turns the sea *
* This storm it came up strong *
* It shook the trees *
* And blew away our fear *
* I couldn't even hear *
* To go it alone and hold it along *
* Haul it along and hold it *
* To go it alone and hold it along *
* Haul it along *