As I walk
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As I walk down the street I see all the faces;
The happy, the sad, the downright mad;
Some might believe they are always this way;
Soon you'll know that's just not true;
The mad man at the bus stop,
Just lost his son;
The one on the corner,
With the cardboard sign,
Can't pay rent, despite two jobs;
All the faces you see,
All the voices you hear,
Can't compare,
To the stories they tell;
As I walk down the street.