My heart goes out to the street angels
Working their way back home
My heart goes out to the street angels

I save my change for the street angel
Working his way back home
I had this exchange with the street angel

Nobody talks to me much
I said nobody talks to me much
Nobody

So he says,
I make my verse for the universe
I write my rhymes for the universities

And I give it away for the hoot of it
I'll tell my tale for the toot of it
I'll wear my suit for the suit of it
The tree is bare, but the root of it
Goes deeper than logical reasoning

It's God goes fishing
And we are the fishes
He baits His line
With prayers and wishes

They sparkle in the shallows
And catch the falling light
We hide our hearts like holy hostages
We're hungry for the love so we bite

Working his way back home
He's working his way back home

They took him away in the ambulance
Made away with the ambulance
Waved goodbye from the ambulance
My heart goes out to the street angel


Lyrics submitted by mike114578

Street Angel song meanings
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