i got my window open

i can't get any sleep

cars are crying in the street

'cause the city is sick



a homeless guy carries his whole life

on a bicycle he found from a trashcan

he's wearing every piece of clothing he owns

the whole year 'round



what else can we do

we got to pull through

and howl to the moon

when the times get rough

you got to learn to be tough

and keep on walking

keep on walking



the long walk, long walk

ain't no shortcut for you anywhere

it's a long walk

a long long walk

if you run you won't make it there



he stole his bread from the birds of the park

and his crown from the king of fools

never felt good about it

never felt anything but shame