Like an old tree, he stand alone in the dark, never fears, never cries!
An old man that no one cares, just an old friend alone, accross the street!
Like a gift of history, stable he stand with pains, suffering that no one dares, alone forgotten by a busy life, starring his old hungry dog apart.
People! he reflects like a mirror your life, that no one share, that no one change, lost for the future!
Like a strange dew, he talks alone on a colored bench down in the park, listening and caring for an unkown presence left a long time ago.
He is just a part of time that no one think about anymore, forgiven by the beauty of a human heart! people can you be afraid of loosing all?
He is the old man that nobody wants anymore, a broken puppet left on the street sharing a dirty lonely place with shadows from the past!
He is my friend that i care much, just because no one needs him, just because no one wants him back home, yes nobody!
He is just for who hurts, just asking for some time to spend, for a little spare change to keep his faith on the board of a drunken bar.
Where are you going old man? I am a bit like you, because no one cares of me, no one listen to my words. This town has no mercy, hey people look, pray for your redemption!
That old man just die on a christmas night but no one cares, yes no one dares! he was just so mean, so lost, that no one see him! too bad