Communities so invested in me Exchanging the common heart for the salt in their sea
Children of the sun on a highway of hope The beauty of coming together in sorrow
To you, dear, we don't got no name To you, dear, we don't got no home
To you, dear, we don't got no money To you, dear, we don't got no honey
But we do the dishes and we make the bread We are powdered ashes in the light of the beauty he said
With those dark glasses to help us see Our tears rolling down and our arms are knitted all around you
Creatures of the night on a highway of hope The beauty that will leave each other tomorrow
To you, dear, we don't got no name To you, dear, we don't got no home
To you, dear, we don't got no money To you, dear, we don't got no honey