Claire woke up this morning
Willing to fulfill her dream:
The husband she cares about
And the baby she cherishes
She lives in a nice flat
For 20, 000 bucks furnished
She makes enough money everyday
To give some of it to the priest

Kenny's living day by day
Trying not to being killed,
Incorporated by force
In that famous army
So he sleeps every night
Thinking of his beloved family,
Praying for being back home at Christmas,
That's one of his dreams

Afraid of being guilty,
Afraid of what might be said
'Cause that would make no sense
Afraid of loosing dignity,
Afraid of what might be said
'Cause that would make no sense

Jason wanders at night
For a single shot of heroin
He has no money to fulfill
The rehab he would need
He lives of robberies,
Hoping he won't get caught
He doesn't find any help
In the gloomy streets

Casey sleeps outside
On a dirty couch,
Being kicked out from her house
Because she was becoming two
So she sells her attributes
To some men she disapproves
She can't afford both food and medicine
What a pity, that's not a dream

Afraid of being guilty,
Afraid of what might be said
'Cause that would make no sense
Afraid of loosing dignity,
Afraid of what might be said
'Cause that would make no sense

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