A Man Runs Down the Street

The shadows of grey lay broken on the shore's of antiquity a child cry's in the night screaming for parents lost their dreams but broken sleep their torment driven deep the shadow of grey lay broken on the shore's of antiquity It is not life that is cruel, life can be the dancing queen yet human beings in their ineptitude their joyless waste a man runs down the street his hand holding his love with beating heart and flowing tears their pain emence Can you taste their fear, a girl runs nakid down the street tomorrows joy lost to the anger of yesterday it is not life that is creul tomorrows war is started by man your greed your anger your idea's dreams that build your sin We are all God's children we are all loved with his love and yet you feel you have a right to kill his children in his name a man runs down the street his hand holding his love with beating heart and flowing tears their pain emence