FACES IN CABS
by Mark Heard.

Hypothetical mortal beings
Known only to themselves and God
Come and go and play the cameo
They're just faces in cabs

All the hearts that are gonna break today
All the lovers who won't come home tonight
Nobody feels their dynamite
They're just faces in cabs

They're just faces in the cabs-so I've been told
Just faces in the cabs-the masses out there
Just faces in cabs-anonymous souls

Somebody cries the tears of tragedy
Somebody cries the tears of joy today
Nobody knows exactly what to say
About the faces in cabs

Ten million in freshly dug graves
Ten thousand who will die by noon today
Four billion who will follow soon
They're just faces in cabs

They're just faces in the cabs-so I've been told
Just faces in the cabs-the masses out there
Just faces in cabs-anonymous souls

All the heathen in Africa
All the heathen in West L.A. today
All of raging humanity
Is just faces in cabs

They're just faces in the cabs-so I've been told
Just faces in the cabs-the masses out there
Just faces in cabs-anonymous souls
 

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