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Streetwalker
someone walking a city street, making observations
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late at night, I walk the streets
the city lights shining down on me
I'm alone
I can feel the heat
but nothing seems to comfort me
open windows vacantly stare
I look inside but there's nobody there
a yellow haze fills the sky
clouds of smoke burning in my eyes

Chorus:
         the city can seem so cold
         when there's no where to go
         no place to call my home
         and nothing to call my own
         the alley can seem so long
         when all that you do is wrong
         nowhere that you belong
         and all your dreams are gone

but in the daylight,
the city's alive
people working the 9 to 5
watch them watch the world go by
not having fun but time still flies
the sky goes dark, the sun goes down
the city turns into a ghost town
where things aren't always as they seem
like waking into a dream

Chorus
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