Music Lyrics

I met a man, who sat on the ground

His eyes were lost

So much in his heart

But his face was as blank as ever was


I know for myself

His father prays, everytime he sees him

I know he wishes he could hold, and scream to him


You are not alone

Don’t let this pain and this sorrow make you, into smokes and mirrors

Don’t let these cigarrettes put these regrets on your shoulders


And I know he pleads for him to heed his words

He cries

You can’t wrap bulletwounds with bandages

Please listen to me

My son

I care for thee


Kids on the street know no better

Following what they think is right


But know you have a choice to say no

And if you work hard you can go, anywhere in your life


I know of many with words who cannot speak

Who would say,

If only I didn’t let that cigarette put these regrets on me


I know of a father, who prays every night

His son’s eyes are lost deep inside


And every time his father sees him

I know he wants to scream to him

You can not heal bullet wounds with bandages

Please listen to me

And heed my words

For I love thee


I don’t sing as a saint

Honey I ain’t no saint

I have struggled

And treaded through rain

This is how I know life is not a game


So listen to me

And...


I know a man who is lost

Like you

You are not alone

Do not become, merely smoke and mirrors


For I know a man who is lost

In his eyes he is lost