Staind

As I walk along these streets
I see a man that walks alone
Distant echo of people's feet
He has no place to call his own
A shot rings out from a roof over head
A crack head asks for change nearby
An old man lies in an alleyway dead
A little girl lost just stands there and cries
What would you do , it was you
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
A boy just 13 on corner for sale