Numb, my feet wore through these soles some miles ago

Discarded crumbled paper from an old gas station meal sits there below

Cold, tattered holes here in this coat someone threw out

Frayed denim on the knees of Levi jeans and a weathered cap to stay the wind

Life is beautiful until it's not You got big dreams that don't pan out cause

You ain't God. One day you're high and mighty

Next day you're on the street, a nomad on the sidewalks

No home beneath your feet

Gone, no stars to see through foggy city lights

Newspaper blanket pressed against the frame of an old park bench

Sleep with one eye open to watch my things No crickets, just the sirens and the lights blue and red

Life is beautiful until it's not You got big dreams that don't pan out cause

You ain't God One day you're high and mighty

Next day you're on the street, a nomad on the sidewalks

No home beneath your feet

One more day with all these tourists on old church street

Silent judgment, unkind stares all aimed at me

Life is beautiful until it's not You got big dreams that don't pan out cause

You ain't God One day you're high and mighty

Next day you're on the street, a nomad on the sidewalks

No home beneath your feet