The Arthur Street Players - Street Art (feat. Marc Copage) Lyrics

Hey Mister Can you spare a dime
Can you spare a quarter
I know you've heard it all before
Living in this city with no borders
I'm wondering what I'm living for

'Cause I'm just trying to do
What the Lord wants me to
Won't you look down deep into your heart
No one looks at my face
It's like I've been erased
Broken people are just Street Art
Broken People are just Street Art

I used to have a wife
I used to have a daughter
I used to have a number and a name
Now I'm standing on this corner
Just another story etched in pain

So I hold up this sign
While you pretend to be blind
You should thank your lucky stars
You can sit in your car
And roll your windows up far
Broken people are just Street Art
Broken people are just Street Art

Look at me!
Don't turn away
Look at me!
Don't turn away!

So I hold up this sign
While you pretend to be blind
You should thank your lucky stars
You can sit in your car
And roll your windows up far
Broken people are just Street Art
Broken people are just Street Art
Broken people are just Street Art

Look at me
Don't turn away
Look at me
Don't turn away
Don't turn away