Odes to Joy

An Ode to The K-Hole Chronicles · Track 2 · middle

Murder Kroger: The Ghost on Ponce

Even after demolition, the legend of Ponce's infamous Kroger lives on, a haunting melody of urban lore that refuses to be silenced.

Lyrics

[Intro]
Seven twenty-five Ponce.
So much glass. So clean.

[Verse 1]
They brought the wrecking ball in twenty-seventeen.
Scraped the asphalt memory clean.
Built a palace of organic greens and kombucha on tap.
Wiped the old stories right off the map.
New sign, new lights, a brand new gleam.
Corporate's perfect, sanitized dream.
But you can hear it, if you listen close, in the hum of the freezer case.
A whisper they could never erase.

[Chorus]
You can tear the building down, pave over the stain.
But you can't wash a story out with the rain.
They call it Seven Twenty-Five, a name safe and bright.
But the ghost on Ponce still walks here tonight.
Yeah, the ghost on Ponce still wins the fight.

[Verse 2]
We remember the headlines from the early two-thousands.
The yellow tape glowing, the sirens sounding.
A nickname born in whispers and dread.
A story that the city would not leave for dead.
It wasn't just a place to get your milk and bread.
It was a landmark for what we left unsaid.
And every new shopper who pushes a cart...
Feels the echo of that broken heart.

[Chorus]
You can tear the building down, pave over the stain.
But you can't wash a story out with the rain.
They call it Seven Twenty-Five, a name safe and bright.
But the ghost on Ponce still walks here tonight.
Yeah, the ghost on Ponce still wins the fight.

[Bridge]
Oh, Atlanta, you never let a good scar fade.
It's a monument that memory has made.
More real than concrete, stronger than steel.
A name is the only thing that's truly real.

[Chorus]
You can tear the building down, pave over the stain!
But you can't wash a story out with the rain!
They call it Seven Twenty-Five, a name safe and bright!
But the ghost on Ponce still walks here tonight!
Yeah, the ghost on Ponce still wins the fight!

[Outro]
We know your name.
We still know your name.
On Ponce de Leon.
Pick a song