Story Behind The Song

People tend to ignore social issues on a daily basis. That is, unless a superstar makes a song about it and/or tours the world supporting 'awareness' of a certain problem. We wrote this song because there was a need for us to confront the issue and help people see things through the eyes of people they may avoid on the street.

Song Description

A song dealing with homelessness, following the lives of a war veteran, a child and a drug addict. The song deals with what contributed to their situations as well as the emotions that go along with being without a home.

Lyrics

Verse:
56 years old crippled Viet Nam vet
His only dream was to follow in his dad's footsteps
A soldier for the cause, protector of the flag
In the prime of his life it was all he ever had
His wife left him dry he was fightin' for her
Dreams of life back home with his face in the dirt
Killin' Viet Cong absorbing all the pain and the hurt
Highly decorated, celebrated makin' it work
Pictures of his kids, they were keepin' him strong
Air strike friendly fire got the coordinates wrong
He had seen it all telling by his voice and his tone
No legs with a medal now they're shippin' him home
Doctor bills crazy benefits ain't cuttin' it
Dirty old had bears the flag of his government
Same as the war, you either hit or you miss
The bank took his home, how did it get to this
No respect for a vet I'm sure he wished that he died
Or never called air support to come and burn up the sky
He never thought he'd have to live a life on his own
Now he's beggin' for change without a place to call home

Chorus:
As you walk on by
With my hand held out
Tell me why I'm so invisible

Verse:
She was 12 years old, everything was cool
Both parent's had jobs she went to a nice school
Kids laughed at her, they always treated her rude
They used to call her nasty things when she was eatin' her food
She had hard working parents that would give her they last
But daddy kept getting caught up trying to live in the past
As she smiled to herself she remembered them days
Wakin' up to momma's cookin' with her hair in a braid
Pops lost his job he was messin' with drugs
Mommy lost her job too lookin' for love
Now daddy long gone gave his life to the streets
Momma tryin' to make it better, tryin' to get on her feet
Little girl's 16 showin' signs of despair
Got her eatin' out the trash man this life ain't fair
She just wanted to belong to a family that's strong
Now she's living in the streets without a place to call home


Chorus:
As you walk on by
With my hand held out
Tell me why am I so invisible

As you turn your eyes
Away from me
It's becoming a ritual

Verse:
I saw a dude on the corner he was holding a sign
Saturday's free soup you can find him in line
He had a way with the brush he was gifted enough
Had a bad childhood the conditions was rough
Born into this world mom's addicted to crack
He found escape in the paint and he never looked back
With dreams to become one of the all time greats
Tryin' to cover up his past he had a change in his fate
He took one hit of dope and his whole life changed
Not to mention it was already flowin' through his veins
In and out of jail, time this young man spent
Left art on cell walls, with his dreams they went
Now we lookin' at him strange when he's askin' for money
He never had a fair chance man this life ain't funny
Livin' in the streets, back and forth he roams
32-years-old without a place to call home

Chorus:
As you walk on by
With my hand held out
Tell me why am I so invisible

As you turn your eyes
Away from me
It's becoming a ritual