[Verse 1] Well, his blistered feet, they drag the ground as he walks down Hopeless Lane His mind is bent, his soul is gone, he don't care about the rain His clothes are torn and tattered now, and he don't realize The wind sweeps up the alley and tears up his cold gray eyes [Verse 2] He's walkin' down the same road as he walked a day ago He'll wake...Learn More