Man on a side walk stone cold He's
carrying everyone's load And a tear in
his eye Mirrors moon in black sky His
dreams had been building too high
Now he's finding he's lost every way Hope
shattering one by one day Don't you trust
no one's heart Cause they'll tear you
apart Then they'll laugh As you're
running away
"The time has now come" Said
the boy on the run To the crowd as they
all turned away
Don't you give me no hard luck I pray Don't
you give me
more reasons to hate Cause
the Saints of New York Have been acting
too hard Won't you clear out before it's
too late
"The time has now come" Said
the man with the gun To the crowd as
they all turned away
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