Forever soul in a never body,
stand freezing cold in a hotel lobby.
Prob’ly warm hands before security,
suggest I hit the streets of scare city.
On Fear Avenue, packed lanes of red lights.
Cars howl in mad fright, haze blurs the sun's light.
Hand out? Slapped! side swipe. hand up? swipe, decline.
My boots been strapped tight, why I still survive. (In)
Zero-sum games, been the cat with nine lives.
Been shuffled like cards, been shaken like dice.
Played by rule book between working 9-5s
Been played by rule books that I did not write.
I will write these signs. I'll stand in these lines.
Peace sign, be kind as your eyes avert mine.
As the shine shadows, will your windows roll?
With your hands of time can you spare a soul?