Byron Black

I met a man named Byron Black

And he carried his life strapped to his back

On a sidewalk in Houston he called home

Crying 'Don't you forget me' he said

Don't you forget me

You don't know

What it's like to walk alone

You don't know

And I hope you never will

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

And what can I do now?

Faces of people he would see

They were colder than any city street

And the days go on and on

And they just walk by

He said "I'm disappearing"

He said "I'm disappearing"

You don't know

What it's like

To walk alone

You don't know

And I hope you never will

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

And we all were given names

But our hearts don't work the same

By-products of an evolution

Lost souls look for a lost solution

Now...

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride

Wears the soul more thin

Until it's slowly worn down to nothing

No!