LYRIC
In the down downtown ghetto streets
That contour the government housing intentions of my heart
And no one notices, the daisies don't care
About gang-related violence
As long as they get enough air and water and sun
They're all just fine [Chorus] Who would have thought it
But life is finding a way through this wasteland of cynics concrete and pain
There's a Man down here
Somewhere between those Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid down our dreams
And His name is hope [Verse 2] Hope stands high on the fifteenth floor
Of a Christmas tree perched about the ledge of a fortress of steel
That's trying too hard to be somebody's home
As it seized my attention from I-85
Though the throes of the day were still writhing inside
I lifted my head as I drove home that night
And knew everything was gonna be fine [Chorus] Who would have thought it
But life is finding a way through this wasteland of cynics concrete and pain
There's a Man down here
Somewhere between those Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid down our dreams
And His name is hope [Interlude] [Bridge 1] His name is hope
Everybody needs a little
His name is hope
Everybody needs a little
His name is hope
(Everybody needs a little)
His name is hope
Everybody wants a little
His name is hope
Everybody wants a little
His name is hope
Everybody needs a little
Somewhere between those Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid down our dreams
And His name is hope [Outro] Can hear Him outside, He's been singing all night
He's saying, "When are you gonna come out from behind
These paper-thin walls of your cardboard box reality?"
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