Cold…
dark…
on empty pavement 
you think
of where
the time and day went 
you hope
and dream
you’ll awaken tomorrow
and be 
free
from this life of sorrow
but still
 [bad word] 
you’re on a winding road
you search to find a home
racing twards the end 
without a hand to lend
then you’re never seen again
when you’re a transient

you float 
alone 
a soul solitary 
you pray 
for shore
to bring sanctuary 
to kiss 
the sand 
as so many waves do
to be
the man
you always have dreamed to 
but still…
 [bad word] 

(bridge)
may the dawn be your saving grace 
may the sunshine upon your face 
may you see your way through the rain
may you never be lost again
may you have everlasting strength
may you find your way home again
may your future be here today
you will get there but until then
 [bad word]