mister why are you in rags
why are your eyes red
sir is your soul bleeding too
mister please tell me
why do you smell like that
im not trying to be mean
but why is them other folks
giving you those sinister looks

son i hold the ivory rose of heaven
son i talk to god
it is true i may be a drunkard
and though i am in a sick rainbow
son i see angels everyday
i see then cry sometimes
son i think god has forgiven me
as the sun warms my bones
and i read in the moon
son i am crying now
may i use your phone
to call home

Why do they stare? As they might be that one in rags. So for now they see with fear. One day they might be the one to cry your tear.