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Homeless Man


Artist: P.D.S Productions
Artist's Description
This particular song tells a story of an intence struggle of the every day battles of a homeless man. It questions his sanity to at the same time puts a different perspective on the very issue of homelessness. This song can be spread across many genres as the lyrics are adaptable to many sounds.

Genre(s): Rock, General Pop, General Reggae, General R-n-B
Mood(s): Complex, Dramatic, Heavy, Meditative, Thoughtful
Style(s): Humanity, Mystery, Nature/Science/Cultural, Theatre
Language(s): English
Standard License:$15.00
Extended License:$25.00
BUY COPYRIGHT:$200.00

Homeless Man

By P.D.S Productions
Intro)

Can you ever imagine the pain he has been through, Pressure on the Brain, Constant downs pours of rain, Is he sane or insane, Too blame or not to blame, Life has ups and downs, We are all in this game.


(Verse 1)

A homeless man finds peace once he reaches the bottom of a can, We should never judge this man, As the life that he has been through we will never truly understand. His abode is on a stoop or under a bridge overlooking the train lines, The life he chose is one that has no fines, No phone bills or credit card declines, No rental fees, No university tuitions Fees, Total exclusion from society, Has he found peace on the Streets.He spends his nights with the pigeons, Who roam the streets looking for a hot meal with no frills, To this lifestyle he can truly relate, So the birds become his friends, They share every loaf of bread as they have become companions until the end.


(Chorus)

Cold concrete floors, Dark days and alcohol fuelled nights, in his mind he can touch the sky, too the everyday person he is a hindrance and a waist of time, He has taken major hits in life, Once a high flyer, It took just a second for him to go on decline.

(Verse 2)

His eyes are now bloodshot red as he is at the cans again, The cold kicks in because the duvet is way to thin, This life he chose is hard but he finds time to laugh and grin. Has this homeless man found peace for real, Is human interaction such a dissatisfaction that he chose the streets to permanently roam, Where he lays his hat is his home, No rules to break as he is alone, No internet connection, No cell phone ringing to voicemail, No alarms to set as he wakes when the pigeons prick his neck. A hot cup of tea is all he seek's to satisfy his needs, With every sip there is a sigh of relief, As he looks at people running past him at one hundred miles an hour to catch a bus to go about about there daily routines, Which is missed and then they break down in grief.

(Chorus)

Cold concrete floors, Dark days and alcohol fuelled nights, In his mind he can touch the sky, too the everyday person he is a hindrance and a waist of time, He has taken major hits in life, Once a high flyer, It took just a second for him to go on decline.


(Conclusion)

Has this homeless man been forced by life or did he choose to lives on streets Is he disgusted with society and wants to remain discreet Has this homeless man truly found peace.

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