You throw up your hands; “We’ve done all we can.”

We both know that isn’t true.

‘Cause the doors are all closed, but I suppose It’s what you thought you “had” to do.

But his face is still caked with yesterday’s grime

And he will still sleep in any place they can find

Except for the hedge on the edge of the garden tonight.

There’s no side to be on except the human side; everyone belongs on the human side.

Dirty or clean, loving or mean, outcast or in, whatever our sin, We’re all here on the human side.

What cheek did you turn, what bridges were burned?

Folks disappear via hands that should protect.

Did you know how much was at stake or who was really saved By turning a blind eye to neglect?

He poses no danger, has papers to say,

And it took a lot to get to this holy place;

Nevermind whose will should be done, anyway...

There’s no side to be on except the human side; everyone belongs on the human side.

Dirty or clean, loving or mean, outcast or in, whatever our sin, We’re all here

There’s no side to be on except the human side; everyone belongs on the human side.

Dirty or clean, loving or mean, outcast or in, whatever our sin, We’re all here, together... on the human side, on the human side