Her face is as long as a night
like she's seen everything
It's a little too large for her shoulders bent
about such things as ease.
like the hand of a friend in
She sleeps on a grate behind
where the heat is escaping
She follows the news of a paper
that's used by some worker in the air.
and pins them inside her salvation coat,
she's gonna walk to the park,
listen to the music for free.
It's only the will to survive,
in no particular direction
She's long given up her idea of perfection
In this life, she remembers a guy
that she saw in the gutter
crying out for a sister or a brother.
He looked like her father.
She felt like his mother.
She wanted to be his wife.
But she still hears the sound of goodbye.
Makes her hold on to the sky.
like she's seen everything.
Last time I saw it was down by the river.
to see what I could give her.
She sat down for a while,
You look straight ahead, then at me
It's just one more reason to try
It's just one more reason to try
Only a look in the eye gets us by