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SOME PEOPLE CRY
·        (Huw Williams)
Chorus:
Some people are hiding from the cold
But then again what do I know
My pillow's warm
And I only see the best of the day
Some people are flying in the streets
Some people are sighing in the streets
Some people are lying in the streets
And some people cry
Some people are hiding in the streets
The young the old shuffling their feet
Playing the game with the people that they meet
Some people cry
Some people with nowhere to run
No light to follow no one to come
Just a sad shivering dreaming of the sun
Some people cry
Some people with no place to go
They have no heaven, no arms to hold
They sell their bodies so there goes their soul
And some people cry
Some people are flying in the streets
Some people are lying in the streets
Pretty soon they'll be dying in the streets
And some people cry
Some people are flying in the streets
Some people pass by in the streets
We should be dying of shame in the streets
And some people cry
And I
Never really want to know
Where do people without a home go
(as sung by Heather Heywood)