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I met a man named Byron Black

And he carried his life strapped to his back

On a sidewalk in Houston he called home

Crying: «Don't you forget me»

He said: «Don't you forget me»

You don’t know what it’s like to walk alone

You don’t know and I hope you never will

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

And what can I do now?

Faces of people he would see

They were colder than any city street

And the days go on and on and they just walk by

He said: «I'm disappearing»

He said: «I'm disappearing»

You don’t know what it’s like to walk alone

You don’t know and I hope you never will

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

And we all walk in their names

But our hearts don’t work the same

By-products of evolution

Lost, always looking for a lost solution now

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

Every stride wears the soul more thin

'Til it’s slowly worn down to nothing

No!