See the gleam in his eyes
Sweaty palms on a late evening Max ride
He's found the target, 72 years old
This will be for his stolen childhood
This will become the only way to claim his own manhood
This is the last he'll ever see of these streets
Arid hands cling to worn in wood
He'll do anything to find a family
Even kill a man for no good reason
Attempted murder, charged as an adult
"I don't go out after dark,” the old women tells reporters