LYRIC FOR SALE

By BJ Mills

For all the souls lost in the street
Feelings of hope desperate to meet
Give us your tired and give us your poor
Come in from the cold the story is told
A journey of faith but for lives left stranded
In search of what we take for granted
Tomorrow holds no promising sign
Keeping watch for a friend of mine

Many are old many more are so young
Call out the names who'll next be shun
In the dark of night with no place to sleep
With tears in their eyes they softly weep
Lost in translation a home to belong
Suffer in silence when all hope is gone
People who know always looking away
Afraid of the truth have nothing to say

CHORUS
Talking heads cloaked in commentary
It's all become so ordinary
Open your eyes and you will see
You're standing here along side of me
Open your heart and you will hear
The haunting cries of living lies

In darkened doorways night time looms
Surviving the street, a home without rooms
Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons
What will become of the lonely ones
All they need is the touch of a hand
To let them know you understand
Silence of promise and shattered lives
Stand together holding truth to the lies

Broken visions searching through the mist
Forgotten people never really exist
They are only seen through denying eyes
Virgins to the flame watch their own demise
The tides of change always seem the same
Forsake the masses it's a tired game
Down here in the dark is all we see
A reflection of you in the image of me

CHORUS