I met a man named Byron Black
On a sidewalk in Houston he called home
Crying: "Don't you forget me"
And he carried his life strapped to his back
He said: "Don't you forget me" You don't know what it's like to walk alone
You don't know and I hope you never will
'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing Every stride wears the soul more thin
'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing
Every stride wears the soul more thin
And what can I do now?
Faces of people he would see They were colder than any city street
And the days go on and on and they just walk by He said: "I'm disappearing"
You don't know and I hope you never will
He said: "I'm disappearing"
You don't know what it's like to walk alone Every stride wears the soul more thin
'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing
Every stride wears the soul more thin
'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing And we all walk in their names
But our hearts don't work the same
By
Lost, always looking for a lost solution now
{Every stride wears the soul more thin}
{'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing}
Every stride wears the soul more thin 'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing
Every stride wears the soul more thin
'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing Every stride wears the soul more thin
'Til it's slowly worn down to nothing
No!.
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