To the sound of a voice that was almost a scream,
From out of the city and out of the street
Out where the wind hits the cold concrete,
It's cold outside, darkness,
the voice said this to me
In your doorways I have shivered
In your alleys I have gone to ground
I dreamed again it was West LA
On a crowded street on a hot summer day,
Three months late and beginning
always seems like someone else
A remnant in your lost and found
I was for once truly alone
Longing to be mercy bound
In the forest 'til they found me
And I called out to them but
The silence all around me
And I won't sleep again for
But others lie awake at night
And the coming of the morning light
Will not see them mercy bound
And some will never dream
From sleeping on the ground
Please don't stop your dreaming
Someday we'll all be mercy