I was walking the streets on a sunday afternoon, saw a man in the gutter with a dog and a bottle of booze. I got the feeling he was staring at me, thinking "boy I wonder how the richman's life would feel". as I approached he he stumbled on to his feet, got a hold of himself as he cleared his way across the street. "I aint always been like this", he yelled, with a hardearned look in his eye, he turned to me and said:
"heaven knows I sure looked good when I was young, boy. heaven knows I sure had style when I was you. life turns on a dime"
heaven knows I had my share when I was younger. heaven knows I sure had plans for me and you.
"I know you have dreams and I know you have hope and as long as you do there's always a bigger fool. I had a job I had a house of my own, wasn't born on the street, like most of you people think. but it's hard to keep the grasp on life when the only one you trust rams a dagger up your back and runs. i had it all then I threw it away, because of bottled hope I am where I am today."