Yesterday I saw a man who didn't look so well
He stumbled out of 7-11, there was something you could tell
that troubled him, I saw it in his somber, blood-shot eyes
He swung and punched the garbage can and quickened his demise
But I drove away instead of helping him
And I know that I could easily be that man in ten years
With a couple bad mistakes and hidden tears
When he looked right in my windshield, I looked down
It's a timid, anxious habit that I've found
As he tried to find himself and walk away
The drugs that burned inside of him blocked what he longed to say
That he could use a breather, he's lived on the streets too long
Just wish that I could find some place that I feel like I belong
I'm not afraid of what could transpire if I don't fan these flames that spread like wildfire
If there's one thing that you can learn from others' past mistakes, it's that all it takes is one wrong turn to fall flat on your face
And I know that I could easily be that man in ten years
Bide my time, fall victim to my fears
When he lost his step, you bet he started crawling
It makes me wonder just how far I've fallen
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