young child still holding her hand
Men walk past and look away
You have to be crazy to survive
I just an observer in this world
collecting feelings and forging stories
Look into the eyes of a man whos lost
You have to be crazy to be alive
Cold ground and warm hands
Clear skies and empty words
Acceptance and understanding
Prejudice and forgiving
Dead woman on the side of the road
young child still holding her hand
Men walk past and look away
You have to be crazy to survive
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