home is the place where your heart lays as this tired man knows he'll end his days on the street shunned by all that he'll meet but his love continues to show it's said that he is a strange man his mind seems so far away one day i walked past his words would last this is what i heard him say listen to me i'm a crazy man sanity has left me behind i'll talk and sing what you think is nonsense but in it the truth i'll bring i've seen the sunset in the eyes of young and old alike i've seen the night fall to a young girl's call i've seen the strong slain by their might as he talks on-lookers pass by shadowed in negative thought their ears can't hear their mouths, full of fear who they think he is, he's not with each day he grew a little older his spirit grew stronger each day hear him speak to those on the street and you can hear him say listen to me i'm a crazy man my eyes have seen terrible things i'm different it's true but no different from you i can hear the bell when it rings don't fear me, the crazy man just cause i don't look above i look to a little fate free of the hate together we can live in love
Reason for writing:
it's got one underlying theme that seems to be in almost everything i write, not sure how to explain so i'll leave it unexplain.. the theme is that you can find inspiration even where you're not looking for it.. looks can be deceiving...
Birth sign: Aquarius
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