City Streets - Lightforce

Down and out, city streets, back alley’s where you sleep

Holes in your twisted veins, roam the tracks that lead to pain

Out to steal a fistful of crumbs, you punch at the sky

Your life on the run, He offers to you a heartful of love

Don’t bite the dust, run to the Son

Hide in the shadows nocturnal haze, scuff the sidewalk, bloodshot daze

The fix and tricks, obscure your brain, but another blast

Won’t ease your pain

(Bridge)

City streets — they are your death bed

City streets — but you don’t have to be there

City streets — you’re on the wrong road

City streets, they are your tombstone

City streets, come walk the narrow road

City streets — in Heaven will be made of gold

(bridge)

Walk away, don’t take no more, it’s not too late, to live before

You die in sin, don’t go that way, no need to suffer — Christ has paid