Song Description

The story of a nameless, homeless man who I named Danny Rogers

Lyrics

Danny Rogers

I first met Danny Rogers, it was a rainy afternoon
He asked me for a quarter and I think I gave him two
He smiled and said "God bless you son"
I gave some meaningless reply
He just kept talking
I just kept on walking by
But I new as he kept talking to the wind and to the street
I'd given little for his mouth
I gave nothing for his soul to eat

And they say that in our father's house there are many, many rooms
And every traveler finds his way there
Either late or soon
Danny Rogers tells his tale to anyone he can
Cause there's only so much silence
So much perfect, patience silence
So much cold, relentless silence
One can stand

I saw him almost everyday on the corner where I walked
Sometimes I'd hang around and listen to him talk
He'd had a life like you and me
Till something snapped within his mind
Now wisdom, gloom and madness
Are completely intertwiined
And I wondered as I listened
Could that have really ever been
But I hust could not imaging
That I'd ever be like him

And they say that in our father's house there are many, many rooms
And every traveler finds his way there
Either late or soon
Danny Rogers may say more
Than anybody can
Cause maybe in his madness
In that dirty face of madness
I may just catch a glance of who I am

Strong is the need to survive
But it can be denied
Body and soul can't for every be deprived
They'll just lay down and close their eyes

The paper had the story it was small and in the back
Another homeless vagrant found no family to contact
I ran down to the corner
But I knew that he was gone
The bell had tolled for all of us
But the noise drowned out the song
My heart was sinking like a stone
As I finally realized
Danny's sad and lonely life
Was just more obvious than mine

And they say that in our father's house there are many, many rooms
And every traveler finds his way there
Either late or soon
They will come they surely will
To gather you and me
Will anyone be weeping
Will a single soul be weeping
Or will the whole world be sleeping
When they do
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