Homeless

Running from it, running from it
Don't know why I'm running
But I never get away from it
Even if I'm dreaming just to understand the meaning
It corners me with yet another hit
And if another hour passes maybe I'm lucky
Some would say possibly not
But when it comes to me I think that maybe I'm ready
Coming ready or not

Listen to it, listen to it
Don't know what I'm hearing
But it's never gonna work for me
Getting some attention from whoever's good intention
They never seem able to see
And if they take a step or two in any direction
They'll meet another clone of me
And every one of them'll be running running
To be free

'Cause there's never anybody listening
Just their empathy that makes them feel alive

Here's another wave, another wave
That washes over me
And no one comes to pull me from the deep
I'm just another target for the exploitation market
And waiting for me just another creep
And any conscious minute that I dare to give it
It conjures all the demons in me
'Cause in these streets there's time to hear them
Can't you see?

'Cause there's never anybody listening
Just their empathy that makes them feel alive

Why don't you see through the haze and the dirt?
Why can't you find a way to reach me?
Why can't you answer me when I scream?
'Cause every day's another day to scream
And I can't hear you coming

Just their empathy that makes them feel alive

Why don't you see through the haze and the dirt?
Why can't you find a way to reach me?
Why can't you answer me when I scream?
'Cause every day's another day to scream
And I can't hear you coming