Walmart

They looked defeated
You could see the
Youth and age
In their faces, beaten down
Just lucky to have
Made it this far
Hanging outside the Walmart

I heard them from my car
I was close enough to see
She was crying he was shaking
Not enough of everything
Like the razor's edge

The tattoos were homemade
Purple with age, just half faded
Cliches of the past
Enough to let any job know
They want to but won't last
It was hopeless the way
They both just gave in

There can come a time
When love is impossible
When the fear and hunger
Take away the cords
That bind our spirits
It can sneak up on you
Then all at once
The hope is snatched away
You should pray
You don't get that way

A flower dries up
Without water
And a soul
Will die without love
When it comes right
Down to it
Someone to see you through it
Is like a storm to quench
What you're deprived of

But the storms never last
People get outcast
Need and greed
Can kill the brightest star
There they are
Outside the Walmart
Without a chance
Not a chance in the
Great wide cold world