Bbm/Db |F/C | Bbm/Db |F/C | Bbm/Db [Chorus] F/C ~ My heart goes out to the street angels Working their way back home Bbm/Db My heart goes out to the street angels F/C ~ I saved my change for a street angel Bbm/Db F/C Working his way back home [Verse 1] N.C. I had this exchange with the street angel: [spoken word to the rhythm] "Nobody talks to me much I said, nobody talks to me much Nobody." Bbm/Db So he says F/C N.C. [spoken word to the rhythm] Bbm/Db ~ "I make my verse for the universe F/C N.C [spoken word to the rhythm] ~ I write my rhymes for the universities And I give it away for the hoot of it I tell my tale for the toot of it I wear my suit for the suit of it The tree is bare, but the root of it Goes deeper than logical reasoning [Verse 2] Bbm It's God goes fishing And we are the fishes He baits his lines With prayers and wishes Bbm/Db They sparkle in the shallows F/C N.C. Bbm/Db ~ They catch the falling light F/C N.C. Bbm ~ We hide our hearts like holy hostages While hungry for the love, and so we bite." N.C. | N.C.(2 measures) [Verse 3] Bbm/Db F/C N.C. Working his way back ~ ho-me Bbm/Db F/C N.C. He's working his way ba-ck ~ Bbm/Db F/C N.C. They took him away in the am-bu-lance Bbm/Db F/C N.C. Made away with the am-bu-lance Bbm/Db F/C N.C. He waved goodbye from the am-bu-lance Bbm/Db F/C Bbm/Db F/C My heart goes out to the street angel