They died a death of despair
He died a death of despair
Ole Ben from Jackson Square
He tried it once before you know
Cut his own throat, let the blood flow
Ole Ben from Jackson Square
She died a death of despair
That girl on the block we share
Took too much one Saturday night
Walked too close to the big bright light
That girl on the block we share
He died a death of despair
Ashley who hit on a snare
He fought hard, bellowed and yelled
But by his big heart he was felled
Ashley who hit on a snare
She died a death of despair
Miss Alma with cute copper hair
She could paint, draw and sing
Her angel had broken their wing
Miss Alma with cute copper hair
He died a death of despair
Ryan with a certain sad stare
“I could have tried harder”
He said at the bar, of her
Ryan with a certain sad stare
illustration by Maegen Guidroz