Needles filled with smack
Junkies filled with pain
Garbage and filth
Mercy and grace
The lovers are there also
So is the beast
Nature's way- adding to acres of longing
She is there, dried blood in her hair
He is there, soul gripped with loss
The devil flips a coin
Angels sing, so we can dance
Ask for help- to advance
They are all watching
They are all walking
The low and the high
You can find me
At God St. and Vine
Feb 10, 2012
Feb 10, 2012 at 10:23 PM UTC
Needles filled with smack
Junkies filled with pain
Garbage and filth
Mercy and grace
The lovers are there also
So is the beast
Nature's way- adding to acres of longing
She is there, dried blood in her hair
He is there, soul gripped with loss
The devil flips a coin
Angels sing, so we can dance
Ask for help- to advance
They are all watching
They are all walking
The low and the high
You can find me
At God St. and Vine
