[Verse] He's got holes in his shoes and a rip in his coat Every step he takes feels like the weight of a boat The wind whispers secrets he already knows Cold bites his fingers but never his soul [Chorus] Empty pockets full of dreams Threads unravel but the hope still gleams He walks the streets like he's dancing on beams Empty pockets full of dreams [Verse 2] His bed is the ground his roof is the stars He’s richer than kings with their jewels and cigars He hums to the moon and he sings to the cars A melody broken but played on old scars [Bridge] No coin for a coffee no coin for a bed But the songs in his heart keep him fed No map no compass no promises said He follows the sky painted orange and red [Chorus] Empty pockets full of dreams Threads unravel but the hope still gleams He walks the streets like he's dancing on beams Empty pockets full of dreams [Outro] The world keeps spinning the rich count their gold But his wealth is a story that never gets old Empty pockets full of dreams untold Empty pockets full of dreams
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