Standing on the corner of every street.
Walking all the time, that you'll never know if you see a person that you want to meet.
Juggling your odds and ends, waiting for the sun to go down.
Falling asleep is hard to do with all the noise and people shuffling and running around.
Wake up the next day, your morning starts with a coffee and a chat and maybe a slice of bread.
Filled up for the day and you keep walking all over, looking for that one person to save you, and the thoughts upon your head.
Your legs get tired and so does your mind.
You try and get through the day, over and over without a dime.
Counting down your last cents, wondering when the next lucky day will be.
You sit with a cup and hope that people will help you or even see.
Hanging your head down low, with a prayer in mind.
Feels like all you do is go and go til the end comes to the grind.
Collaborated with my friend Heidi
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