Slipping in and out of consciousness
Homeless is where the heart is
So walk on by and I'll be fine
This cardboard cover keeps away the ghouls of the night

Because at some points I think this ain't real
Sometimes I say it shouldn't be me
It's Christmas Eve and I'm out on the street
But with a lifetime to spare it hits me the truth
Under this cruel moon

I know it's late and you're thinking I'm crazy
I shared the same dreams as you did yesterday
You think this is a world away
Beware of darkness for this could be you someday
Under this cruel moon