Song Lyrics
You may think it thoughtless and his mind is on a string ?, all alone again, the forgotten man wanders misplaced in the world
To think about your values and your own affluency, self discarded king of ruin, all alone again
May be thrown by the wayside, or things he ll never have at all Church, once a gypsy disconnected
You may see reflections of yourself becoming one, no shining crystal possessions set out for his display, he always seems to find a reason to get him through the day
all alone again
He staggers down the alley to drink his spirits by himself, shunned by those loved you and by those who were your friends
No future plans, friendless he appears
and you re not the only one
Can you adjust to a different life of living on the edge, his purpose is to find the food to get him throught the day
He hides behind his tears, and you re not the only one
when you take a longer look at someone on the run
But imagine yourself removed from all that you re used to, once a gypsy disconnected
All alone again, all alone again
His purpose is to find the food to get him throught the day, roaming aimless through the streets of supply and demand
no shining crystal possessions set out for his display
A beggar man by trade, or things he ll never have at all, shunned by those loved you and by those who were your friends
All alone again, to think about your values and your own affluency Metal, take an extra moment when you find yourself at peace
All alone again, he hides behind his tears
his purpose is to find the food to get him throught the day
and you re not the only one
the forgotten man wanders misplaced in the world
When you take a longer look at someone on the run, all alone again
He staggers down the alley to drink his spirits by himself, his purpose is to find the food to get him throught the day
No future plans, may be thrown by the wayside Estranged, he hides behind his tears
And i recall, fight to keep his sanity
or things he ll never have at all
friendless he appears
Friendless he appears, no future plans, roaming aimless through the streets of supply and demand
As we pass on by and continue with our day, he staggers down the alley to drink his spirits by himself, as we pass on by and continue with our day
A beggar man by trade, and i recall
once was in his prime
shunned by those loved you and by those who were your friends
And you re not the only one, no shining crystal possessions set out for his display
he hides behind his tears
his voice is never heard
he spends his days repeating lines like can you spare a dime?
Take an extra moment when you find yourself at peace, can you adjust to a different life of living on the edge, all alone again
you may see reflections of yourself becoming one
Can we appraise the quality of life some other way, for things he s lost
Obscurity is all the eye can see, can we appraise the quality of life some other way