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• Artiste: Bill Miller
• Titre: As Long As The Grass Will Grow
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The last drop of the morning rain drips off the wino's shoes He's sleeping in a cardboard tent, too drunk to know it's through But the rainbow from this morning's storm can't be too far behind Down this ally way the sun won't shine, the blind must lead the blind Ten stories up, a boy looks out, his face pressed to the screen He heard the thunder rolling in and it woke him from his dream His mother's calling out to him, boy get up and make your bed But that kid's a thousand Miles away and hasn't heard a word she said *chorus* But as long as the grass will grow In the cracks of the sidewalks next to old lamp posts As long as the birds will fly Where the thick brown air meets the high rise sky Then the morning sun will shed its light on the city down below Then the morning sun will shed its light on the city down below Inside a cab, a driver yawns, he's worked an all night shift He sets his meter one last time before he calls it quits And the heartbeat of the homeless still echoes in the streets They're all wrapped in coats and blankets and don't have enough to eat *Chorus*