She walks the streets, lives in a box
Nothing but drug dealers on the whole block
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As I sit here crying, in agony
I can feel the life drain out of me
My heart is an empty hole
The feelings I should have
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As I paddle along in my old canoe
I enjoy the rapids, the waves of blue
The sun beats down on my olive skin
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I sit alone on the beach
It is dark and the stars are a glow
The moonlight shimmers off the water
I listen to hear your voice call to me on the breeze
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Such a still quiet night
The sky is black, no stars shining bright
I sit on a porch and watch passer bys
Not knowing them, not caring to, I wonder why?
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Lost Soul
She walks the streets, lives in a box
Nothing but drug dealers on the whole block
She left her husband and a child
For a life of nothing, running wild
She faces conflicts everyday
Every other week the cops take her away
She prays to God to save her soul
But continues to live in that dirty hole
Then one day she couldn't be found
Everyone was searching, even the town
They found her one sad day floating in the lake
Her soul was not spared, her life she did take