A man waits in an alley reading over his resume

A flickering streetlight above him let's him know she's there

He carries his bags in the morning to the waiting room

The man behind the desk says he smells of trash at the interview 



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He'll not be torn

He'll not be broken

You don't know how this story goes

You don't know how this story's told

You don't know how my story goes

You don't know how its told 



A man waits in an alley reading over his sheet music

A flickering flame inside him let's him know she's there

He carries his guitar case in the morning to the street corner

The crowd in front of him is hooked and they cheer for more 



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This world never knew of that homeless man on the street corner

But he left this world and he gave this world his flame and light

When they had to leave and when they had to part

She still felt it deep down inside her heart 



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