Tramp On the Street
When I fell asleep
I felt a light breeze
While fluttering somewhere in the sky
I was someplace very high;
I saw the world from the other side
With snowflakes covering the ground
And a lonely tramp
Freezing like a hound
Sitting on a sidewalk
With a candle in his hands
Staring in its flame
Memories were burning away
About friends, about chores
About the wet pavement
Getting to his bone
About warmth long gone
Then I felt cold and knew that
Space grew between him and me;
Away from the breeze
Far from the place so high
He was now out of sight and
People surrounding in a crowd
Forced me to shout
Awake on the sidewalk
With Mercedes petrol and heels around
I had to get myself in safety
The night had worn me out
This street now looked obscene
I was the tramp, there is no doubt
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