Thom Quick - Out in the Streets Lyrics

It's hard to see through eyes that water
And it's hard to cling to broken dreams
Yes, they're all God's children - Son's and Daughter's
Strives for work, begs for food; cries to sleep

We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets

Some spend their nights praying
Some spend their lives getting high
And to most it's a lost situation
To work so hard just to get by

We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets

They cross our comfort zone and so we run away to hide
Back to our status quo
We close our eyes while many others die

You may think you're immune and this couldn't happen - Happen to you
But you see you and me are human too

We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets
We push them out - Out in the streets
Push 'em out, push 'em out - Out in the streets