The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion She's guarded by the skinny guy who limps from some infection Behind a veil of bleached thin hair her eyes tell a story Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944 She's looking for a handout, she's been high for several weeks now She's too far gone for whoring and the money just gave out
And her heart still beats inside And the blood runs in her veins A remnant of life remains Her heart still beats inside
The man finally comes to the door, I've seen him several times He always looks pissed off and his sunglasses stay on I think he got his biceps and tattoos while in prison And it doesn't seem to bother him when he says "go to hell"
And his heart still beats inside The blood runs in his veins A remnant of life remains His heart still beats inside
The thought it comes to my mind, to somehow intervene But it could bring me trouble, and what can I do anyway? It's hard to be effective when it happens so often To see a life unraveling, through drawn Venetian blinds I'm sickened by compassion, I'm stifled by my limitations Anaesthetic apathy, come take the pain away
And my heart still beats inside The blood runs in my veins A remnant of life remains And my heart still beats inside
Oh God, we need you here We're sinking fast and we don't care The evidence is all around me, on both sides of my door Our hearts beat