The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion

She's guarded by the skinny guy who limps from some infection

Behind a veil of bleached thin hair her eyes tell a story

Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944

She's looking for a handout, she's been high for several weeks now

She's too far gone for whoring and the money just gave out



And her heart still beats inside

And the blood runs in her veins

A remnant of life remains

Her heart still beats inside



The man finally comes to the door, I've seen him several times

He always looks pissed off and his sunglasses stay on

I think he got his biceps and tattoos while in prison

And it doesnt seem to bother him when he says "go to hell"



And his heart still beats inside

The blood runs in his veins

A remnant of life remains

His heart still beats inside



The thought it comes to my mind, to somehow intervene

But it could bring me trouble, and what can I do anyway?

It's hard to be effective when it happens so often

To see a life unraveling, through drawn venetian blinds

I'm sickened by compassion, I'm stifled by my limitations

Anesthetic apathy, come take the pain away



And my heart still beats inside

The blood runs in my veins

A remnant of life remains

And my heart still beats inside



Oh God, we need you here

We're sinking fast and we dont care

The evidence is all around me, on both sides of my door

Our hearts beat