Yeah there's a man on the corner, he's begging for some change

I look down at my console, act like I rearrange

Maybe that's just wrong, but tell me what is right

From the second floor, somebody's looking down tonight

Might read it in the paper or see it on TV

The big governor's downtown living life in luxury

But all those suits and ties got our souls out for loan

Now a mother's child becomes just a news flash on your phone

The answer's right in front of us, it's right in the palm of your hand

But the eyes can't see from the flames that we've fanned

Sure as the blues in Memphis on a hot, hot summer night

What's done in the dark will surely come into the light