The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion 
She's guarded by the skinny guy who limps from some infection 
Behind a veil of bleached thin hair her eyes tell a story 
Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944 
She's looking for a handout, she's been high for several weeks now 
She's too far gone for whoring and the money just gave out 

And her heart still beats inside 
And the blood runs in her veins 
A remnant of life remains 
Her heart still beats inside 

The man finally comes to the door, I've seen him several times 
He always looks pissed off and his sunglasses stay on 
I think he got his biceps and tattoos while in prison 
And it doesnt seem to bother him when he says "go to hell" 

And his heart still beats inside 
The blood runs in his veins 
A remnant of life remains 
His heart still beats inside 

The thought it comes to my mind, to somehow intervene 
But it could bring me trouble, and what can I do anyway? 
It's hard to be effective when it happens so often 
To see a life unraveling, through drawn venetian blinds 
I'm sickened by compassion, I'm stifled by my limitations 
Anesthetic apathy, come take the pain away 

And my heart still beats inside 
The blood runs in my veins 
A remnant of life remains 
And my heart still beats inside 

Oh God, we need you here 
We're sinking fast and we dont care 
The evidence is all around me, on both sides of my door 
Our hearts beat