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Happy Day

Her eyes are older than her face.
It’s been so long since love’s embrace.
Now mama’s gone and daddy never was.
I guess the world forgot to care;
no who, no what, no when, nowhere.
The only reason why is just because.
But soon this life will make her tough.
Before she’s even old enough,
the darkened streets will claim another prize.
There’s no more smiles, but no more tears.
She's only one of many here.
The multitudes drown out the single cry.

Chorus:
No home, no love, no dreams, no chance.
She’d like to leave; but she can’t.
Is it a lack of hope that makes her stay?
Only two ways to leave this place.
One is hell and the other grace.
I’d like to pray for her a happy day.

He’s just fifteen and all alone.
The street is work, the bridge is home;
and that’s the way it’s always ever been.
And every day is just the same;
there’s nothing but the weather changed.
But there’s no rain can wash away this sin.
His life is just another day
trying to keep his death away.
But the scars and pain say he never will.
His years behind are longer than
whatever future he could plan.
Just living makes the living harder still.

Chorus:
No home, no love, no dreams, no chance.
He’d like to leave; but he can’t.
Is it a lack of hope that makes him stay?
Only two ways to leave this place.
One is hell and the other grace.
I’d like to pray for him a happy day.

She picks up cans beside the road.
God knows she needs a heavy load
to buy a little time in paradise.
It’s five miles up, then five miles back;
but all she gets is half a sack.
And that’s not near enough to pay the price.
The system failed to make it right.
No longer could she take the fight.
Still alive so perhaps it made her strong.
She needs a way to leave behind
the nightmares racing through her mind,
shattered memories of half-suffered wrongs.

Chorus:
No home, no love, no dreams, no chance.
She’d like to leave; but she can’t.
Is it a lack of hope that makes her stay?
Only two ways to leave this place.
One is hell and the other grace.
I’d like to pray for her a happy day.

He fought that war we wouldn’t win;
now every night it’s back again;
and it’s a fight he knows he’s gonna lose.
Now alcohol might dull the pain,
but nothing will forgive the stain
he paid for the red, the white and the blue.
When he came home, we turned our backs
and let his life fall through the cracks,
as if his loss could somehow cure our hate.
No one would lend a helping hand
or help a fallen man to stand.
And battered spirits don’t take much to break.

Chorus:
No home, no love, no dreams, no chance.
He’d like to leave; but he can’t.
Is it a lack of hope that makes him stay?
Only two ways to leave this place.
One is hell and the other grace.
I’d like to pray for him a happy day.

You can see them everywhere;
But no one does ‘cause no one dares.
If we don’t look, it’s like we never saw.
No faith, no hope, no charity.
We close our eyes; it must not be,
so it’s a happy day for one and all.

Chorus:
No home, no love, no dreams, no chance.
They’d like to leave; but they can’t.
Is it a lack of hope that makes them stay?
Only two ways to leave this place.
One is hell and the other grace.
I’d like to pray them all a happy day.
I’d like to pray them all one happy day.

Ron Gray · 145 days ago
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  •  Ewa Byro: 
     
    It's really beautiful. Makes me wanna cry when I read it, it's really touching!
     
     143 days ago 
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05.07.2020 (145 days ago)
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