See the man on the corner standing
Raises his hand and implores for silence
He calls to the sun, he calls to the moon
He folds his mind into a distant land
But the chaos continues there around the city streets
Like the paper that burns it, consumes all
The gray and the desperation mingle into tears
But the world that is passing can't hear his call
So the words that he speaks [bad word] the life
Held in his calloused hands
And given to those who would cry
To pull them away from the cold and the rain
Take them out of the night into the day

Beat now, the hearts that are still
And watch as the day passes on
Beat now, the hearts that are still
Before the [bad word] 
Beat now, the hearts that are still
Rise as the day passes on
Beat now, then I'll reveal the place where we belong

Watch as in slow motion falling
The people return to their innocence
touch of the hand, a sign in the eye
As the torrent falls for a moment, they disappear
And their bodies are twisted by the mould of their secret lives
Desires they would always conceal
For a second the numbness falls away
 [bad word] to their eyes, out of the night into the day

Beat now, the hearts that are still
And watch as the day passes on
Beat now, the hearts that are still
Before the [bad word] 
Beat now, the hearts that are still
Rise as the day passes on
Beat now, then I'll reveal the place where we belong