Street People    March 1978
 

Come into the silence of the crowded street

There are some faces I'd like you to meet

The ones that look like locked doors

Concealing what's inside

The ones who don't reveal to you

The music of their minds

 

That man knows his beer glass

Like a jeweler knows his jewels

Another man knows his empty pockets

Like a school boy knows his rules

And the young man who just passed us now

Is searching for a friend

Who understands his solitude

And knows how to make it end...

 

Refrain:

Stand inside the echoes

Of this cold concrete

It's like an ever moving photograph

Never to be complete

Hold the silence in your hand

Feel that it is wise

Assemble all your senses

and place them in your eyes

 

That girl knows the sidewalk

Like a songbird knows its cage

She's a year from home and tired

Of lying about her age

The business men who know her best

Don't know her very well

They're too caught up inside themselves

With what she has to sell

 

Refrain:

Stand inside the echoes

Of this cold concrete

It's like an ever moving photograph

Never to be complete

Hold the silence in your hand

Feel that it is wise

Assemble all your senses

and place them in your eyes

 

See the old man with the spaniel dog?

He loves it like a son

And sometimes in his room at night

He dreams that he is young

Some "victim of society" just stole a lady's purse

He eats the ground with his strong legs

And accelerates in bursts...

 

Refrain:

Stand inside the echoes

Of this cold concrete

It's like an ever moving photograph

Never to be complete

Hold the silence in your hand

Feel that it is wise

Assemble all your senses

and place them in your eyes