A man waits in an alley reading over his resume
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A flickering streetlight above him let's him know she's there
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He carries his bags in the morning to the waiting room
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The man behind the desk says he smells of trash at the interview
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Chorus:
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He'll not be torn
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He'll not be broken
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You don't know how this story goes
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You don't know how this story's told
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You don't know how my story goes
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You don't know how its told
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A man waits in an alley reading over his sheet music
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A flickering flame inside him let's him know she's there
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He carries his guitar case in the morning to the street corner
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The crowd in front of him is hooked and they cheer for more
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Chorus:
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This world never knew of that homeless man on the street corner
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But he left this world and he gave this world his flame and light
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When they had to leave and when they had to part
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She still felt it deep down inside her heart
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Chorus:
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You Don't Know
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