Starved for destination, a beggar man by trade
 A desperate man needs more than someone else to blame
 Friendless it appears, he hides behind his tears
 For things he's lost, for things he's never had

 The forgotten man wanders, misplaced in the world
 Obscurity is all the eye can see

 All alone, again
 As we just pass on by and continue with our day
 Can we appraise the quality of life some other way

 All alone, again

 When you take a longer look at someone on the run
 You may see reflections of yourself becoming one
 Take an extra moment when you find yourself at peace
 To think about your values and your own affluency
 Everything you've worked for and everything you've done
 May be thrown by the wayside, and you're not the only one
 Everything around you may seem worn and overused
 But imagine yourself removed from all you're used to

 Once a very influential man, once was in his prime
 Spends his days repeating lines like "can you spare a dime"
 Shunned by those who loved you and by those who were your friends
 Can you adjust to a different life of living on the edge
 The destitute find meaning in a different way of life
 The doorways that they dwell in for shelter in the night
 No shining crystal possessions set out for his display
 His purpose is to find the food to get him through the day

 Roaming aimless through the streets of supply and demand
 Once a gypsy disconnected no more future plans
 Self discarded king of ruin worthless to the world
 Fight to keep his sanity his voice is never heard

 He staggers down the alley to drink his spirits by himself
 As he prays to god that he wakes up somewhere else