So you come here to take me with you?
Are you sure you came to the right place, eh?
Well, I admit I'm lost, whats
today-Monday; Sunday. Whats
tomorrow- May or June?
doesn't matter to me, you see
this is where we sing, where we fall
asleep.
This is where the others died- on the dark streets.
No one weeps; we live on the streets.
We live here till they chase us
away. Stop, whats alarmed
you much? Stop! don't hurry, later go.
I've seen the likes of you lady,
yeah, yes...i have, always do.
So what are we, rodents you feed.
Don't worry lady. There's no need,
we ain't thieves, we ain't thieves.
No!! we are dancers dancing
in the night. Look its already twilight.
We are singers, we sing our pain
to ourselves. We are doctors-
heal ourselves with dirt.
We are the watchmen of the
broken glass and torn bed sheets.
We are the night men
sleeping on the benches
in the park under the stars;
yes, we are astronauts.
We fly the sky as the moon climbs,.
We are broken and fit to die,
yet we never lie down. No, no, no.
We don't lie down.
So Lady, when-
the good is above, the bad is below,
stuck in the middle, where do we go?
