Beggar

It’s the usual spot my corner,
I’m a living stopsign for the crowd
So despised and so broken, but it still makes me proud
As I play on my old violin, it sends out calm and peace
Strings resonate like nerves, they’re keepers of the hidden tear

I stand like a rock, I’m in the middle of this dirty river
Facing the mainstream honey, it causes my soul to shiver

With nickels in my open case, I play for those who passed away
I still have some gold to offer and breadcrumbs made of silver
As I play on my old violin, it sends out calm and peace
Strings resonate like nerves, they’re keepers of the hidden tear

I stand like a rock, I’m in the middle of this dirty river
Facing the mainstream honey, it causes my soul to shiver

For some I’m a beggar, for some a clown
Cos’ no one sees it, I have a crown

I stand like a rock, I’m in the middle of this dirty river
Facing the mainstream honey, it causes my soul to shiver

(Damn Natural: Beggar)