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PANIA

I saw your face on my TV
Your problems seem so far from me
I find it hard to conceive
Some children sleep in cemeteries
I heard your name upon the air
But honestly it’s hard to care
Prosperity has robbed us bare
Of every feeling once held dear.

Pania, you’re a street child
Pania, how did you grow so wild?

This world is cold and people sad
The street’s the only friend you’ve had
You lost your mum, don’t know your dad
You trade them in on a plastic bag
The glue you sniff to help forget
The aching need that’s never met
So you light another cigarette
And sleep with someone you’ve never met.

Pania, you’re a street child
Pania, how did you grow so wild?

Your tribal roots dispossessed
You roam the urban wilderness
Deprived of love, outside the light
Denim pilgrim of the night
Tonight you’re on the streets again
But the darkness can’t disguise your pain
While urban yuppie pleasure slaves
Deny the love that might have saved you.

Pania, you’re a street child
Pania, how did you grow so wild?

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from Heart Attack, released February 11, 1995

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Mark Laurent Auckland, New Zealand

I've been a professional guitarist/singer/songwriter for 40 years, & I've recorded & worked on many albums. I'm also an author with 4 collections of poetry & an illustrated children's storybook published, & I've written articles & reviews for various magazines. I live in Auckland, New Zealand. As well as cafes, concerts & churches I also do a bit of busking to keep in touch with the 'real world'. ... more

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