Beggin' In The Slums

i ain't been sleepin' well these days. i lie awake listenin' to the trains wishing for one to come and take me away. i've lost my way every place i've been, i'm tired of thinkin' of all the hurt i've seen. wishin' for death to finally take me. my days are all the same, on the corners i beg and play. i blow my lungs out for some stranger's change. the nights are long and cold under bridges when you're all alone. the embers of the fire build like drifts of snow. i've been thrown out, i've been let down. never felt the promise of this town there was supposed to be when i left home. i am washed up, on my last breath. just an old man with nothin' left. it ain't the way it was supposed to be when i came home. my ups and my downs have burnt me out. these people watchin' me and the swan song that i sing. and in the crowd i see the eyes that have been broken down, just like mine. i hope my words dig deep, i hope he's listenin'. and sees what i've become, just a beaten man beggin' in slums. i found my hope, i finally found my hope in the poor lost soul's eyes that were burnin' just like mine.