The day grows short, his beard grows long
The shadows run from his feet to the lawn
He cracks a beer and carries on
He sips his drink as he sings his song:
"I walk the streets alone."
His clothes were meant for an older man
He covers the holes with the palm of his hand
He takes his meals with a spoon from a can
He washes up in a bar when he can
He walks the streets alone
The darkness drives him home
The wind sounds like a bomb
And he - doesn't know if it really happened
Many people twice his size
Surround his bed at night
So he waits up for the light
The rising sun seems twice as bright
"He walks the streets alone."
The sun it sets, the city sleeps
Past the darkened houses does he creep?
The happy people in their beds
Many colors fill their heads
"I won't get there 'till I'm dead."
Many people twice his size
Stand around his bead at night
So he waits for the light
The rising sun seems twice as bright
He walks the streets alone
The darkness drives him home
The wind sounds like a bomb
And he - doesn't know if it really happened
Day-turns to night, and he's far away
They-say he's bright, in a special way
The day grows short, his beard grows long
The shadows run from his feet to the lawn
He cracks a beer and carries on
He sips his drink as he sings his song:
"I walk the streets alone."
His clothes were meant for an older man
He covers the holes with the palm of his hand
He takes his meals with a spoon from a can
He washes up in a bar when he can
He walks the streets alone
The darkness drives him home
The wind sounds like a bomb
And he - doesn't know if it really happened