Crying Damned Shame

She stands out on the street
out there on riverside
without shoes on her feet
or trace left of her pride.

She holds a cardboard sign
Hungry, will work for food.
She's not there of her own design
and if you think so, well, your screwed!

She's fought off men all her life
and yeah, she made a wrong turn
She's been mother, daughter and wife
and yeah, she's strung out beyond return

So they point at her through tinted glass
and snarl up their noses at her bad luck
yelling �get a job and off your ass!�
and when she's dead no one will give a fuck!

Out by the freeway, in a battered old tent
boxes of clothes, belongings no one else sees
faded photos of a child, a life already spent
her life floats away, away on the desert breeze

Spread your wings girl, and fly away
fly away on the desert breeze
no one left a cross, no one had a kind word to say
no more hurt, no more pain. just finally at ease.

What's really a shame
is that no one knew her name....

Spread your wings girl and fly away
fly away on the desert breeze
no one left a cross, no one had a kind word to say
no more hurt, no more pain. just finally at ease.

no one knew her name....
and that's a crying damned shame.

�Timdangerous 2004