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Dawn on the streets is sullen and cold.
In one homeless night the body grows old
And hides from memories that torture the soul
In a ditch down beside the old mill..
You awake in a bed made up in a box
Of walls without doors or windows or locks
You stir among bottlecaps, garbage and rocks.
Nearby, a stranger lies still.
Nearby, a stranger lies still

Will Able knew love from a good mother's side,
But from his poor father all love was denied.
He'd beat him for nothing when Will couldn't hide
From the fear and the guilt and the shame.
To regain the love of a woman he’d planned
But the house that he built was founded on sand.
He never found faith in himself as a man
And he fell through the cracks like the rain.
He fell through the cracks like the rain.

God laid a hand on Will Able's grave,
Lamenting a life that no mortal would save.
Deep in the night an eternal light
Illuminates Will Able's grave.

The hunger that kills gnawed at him all night.
Will Able had searched every dumpster in sight.
When sleep beat him down he crawled out of the light -
Of the sun rising gold in the east.
The spot where he lay he mistook for his own.
The proprietor's blade cut Will to the bone.
That sleep was the blessedest thing he had known.
Life never gave him such peace.
Life never gave him such peace.

We take pride in the plenty lining our shelves,
We cry at the stories the journalists tell,
And rejoice in the love that we keep to ourselves,
As we walk over Will Able's grave,
As we walk over Will Able's grave.

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