Street Kids (sometime 2001 or 2002)

Down Down on Broadway Street
You'll find them torn and tattered
Still standing on their feet

You know by lookin' they've been through
fire , the by-product of mankinds ire
Seeing through their eyes 
No one hears their crys

The dust , the dust of desire
has passed to pain where hearts do bleed
who who has what they all need

No longer daunted by
the reign of pain
having already drown
unable to stay sane

no longer children with arms
out wide , because the hope
hope inside has died

At what point does it all go
wrong, to be left so completely
with no remnants of song
no whisper of hope

the streets, the streets are home
where they dwell completely alone
this seeming emptiness and space

Baby baby it'll be alright
where now are those voices
far far and out of sight
there is something missing in their night

To sorrow they now surrender
thousands of children no longer fight
for the life that is their right

I hate to say that I've been there
all alone, no one to share
the only youth I had known
the way did come to me at last
even now not completely past