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[Chorus]
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~   My heart goes out to the street angels

Working their way back home
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My heart goes out to the street angels

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~   I saved my change for a street angel
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Working his way back home

[Verse 1]
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I had this exchange with the street angel:

[spoken word to the rhythm]
"Nobody talks to me much

I said, nobody talks to me much

Nobody."

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So he says
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~    "I make my verse for the universe
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~     I write my rhymes for the universities

And I give it away for the hoot of it

I tell my tale for the toot of it

I wear my suit for the suit of it

The tree is bare, but the root of it

Goes deeper than logical reasoning

[Verse 2]
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It's God goes fishing

And we are the fishes

He baits his lines

With prayers and wishes

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They sparkle in the shallows
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~     They catch the falling light
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~     We    hide our hearts like holy hostages

While hungry for the love, and so we bite."

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[Verse 3]
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Working his way back ~    ho-me
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He's working his way ba-ck   ~
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They took him away in the am-bu-lance
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Made away with the am-bu-lance
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He waved goodbye from the am-bu-lance
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My heart goes out to the street angel