None of them
C
The New York City winter comes in cold grey sheets of steel
Am
The numbness in his hands and feet is all that he can feel
F C Am
Alcohol and sterno turns a doorway to a bed
C G Am
And the ghost of who he might have been lives on inside his head
In a canyon made of brownstone on a sidewalk icy black
He wanders nearly barefoot with his righteousness in tact
A man of many mansions in a cardboard box replete
He lies sleeping with an angel while his heart pretends to beat
Refrain:
F
All the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Am
Midst the Sunday times and coffee grinds and wino's in Times Square
F C Am
Five flights up on Easy Street you know she's safe and warm
C G Am
Way down low neath a foot of snow he's riding out the storm
I offered him my winter coat politely he refused
Like an educated man he spoke with words I seldom use
He said I don't need pity for these choices are my own
He bowed his head just slightly and quietly moved along
Refrain
Solo
Its not like he's a victim of the homeless life he stalks
Nor helpless to get back across the fine line that he walks
Riding out the storm means yesterday's already spent
Tomorrow don't mean nothing it won't even make a dent
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