| Standing in the shadows, unaware of what passes him by
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| Locked in a trance, as the visions dance over his mind
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| Secure in his destiny, sure that his crusade is right
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| Someone will be saved tonight
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| Stepping out slowly, the crowd pushes by in their haste
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| Holding on to the railing, he steadies himself to his fate
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| Waving his hand he starts drawing them in to be near
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| Only the chosen must hear
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| Street secrets, whispered in the dark
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| Soothing your soul, a vision from afar
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| Street secrets, scattered in the night
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| Running from the city taking refuge in your mind
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| Demanding attention his words hanging thick in the air
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| Painting pictures of moments that come, he must make them aware
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| His words fall on hears that are deaf to the message he makes
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| Soon they will see their mistakes!
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| Street secrets, whispered in the dark
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| Soothing your soul, a vision from afar
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| Street secrets, scattered in the night
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| Running from the city taking refuge in your mind
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| Turning his back on a cold winter night
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| Into the midst, and out of the light
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| Haunted by knowledge that no one understands
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| Curling up under the starlit sky
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| Awaiting the dreams that will carry him on
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| Street secrets, whispered in the dark
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| Soothing your soul, a vision from afar
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| Street secrets, scattered in the night
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| Running from the city taking refuge in your mind
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| In your mind
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| Street secrets
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| Street secrets
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| Street secrets |