This is called "A Man in the Street."
And one day, there is the man lying
in the street who won't get up.
You don't know him, but he means more than bone and muscle
shining in the cold October air.
And you don't have to look as you pass by
to see his eyes stilled and blank with wonder.
That final confusion is yours, and will be always at times,
though you'll forget it, as you've forgotten the first time
love struck you dumb.
And that day, you won't notice as you pass by,
how he gets up out of his bones, and falls in step behind you.
Unknowingly, you have inherited his desire,
and it is your desire that leads him now.
With each step, someone gets up.
With each step, someone falls.
You lift the earth and all its dead.
And one day, a woman smiles, laughs softly, and puts an arm
around your hips.
It's so simple.
You fall in love again.
It's so simple.
You were confused and dumb.
[APPLAUSE]