Abandonment and Abundance

I'm living at the Edge of Graffiti 

And yet I still survive 

Because I walked across the line 

Separating me from the rest of mankind 

You can see me out here 

I'm in so much pain 

All that's written on my face 

I think it's pretty plain 

I live in a tent

And don't pay rent 

I don't give a damn 

About the government 

How much abandonment can there be 

Without some form of abundance? 

I need to know for real 

And cry every day for your betrayal 

There are streets without a city 

On a map without a name 

I can't stand another minute 

But can't come in from the rain 

I'm living at the Edge of Graffiti 

And still I barely survive 

Because I walked across the line 

Separating us from mankind 

You can see me out here 

I'm in so much pain 

All that's written on my face 

I think it's pretty plain 

So many streets without a city 

On a map without a name 

I can't stand another minute 

And can't come in from the rain