The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion 

She's guarded by the skinny guy who limps from some infection 

Behind a veil of bleached thin hair her eyes tell a story 

Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944 

She's looking for a handout, she's been high for several weeks now 

She's too far gone for whoring and the money just gave out 



And her heart still beats inside 

And the blood runs in her veins 

A remnant of life remains 

Her heart still beats inside 



The man finally comes to the door, I've seen him several times 

He always looks pissed off and his sunglasses stay on 

I think he got his biceps and tattoos while in prison 

And it doesnt seem to bother him when he says "go to hell" 



And his heart still beats inside 

The blood runs in his veins 

A remnant of life remains 

His heart still beats inside 



The thought it comes to my mind, to somehow intervene 

But it could bring me trouble, and what can I do anyway? 

It's hard to be effective when it happens so often 

To see a life unraveling, through drawn venetian blinds 

I'm sickened by compassion, I'm stifled by my limitations 

Anesthetic apathy, come take the pain away 



And my heart still beats inside 

The blood runs in my veins 

A remnant of life remains 

And my heart still beats inside 



Oh God, we need you here 

We're sinking fast and we dont care 

The evidence is all around me, on both sides of my door 

Our hearts beat