I was bruised and battered. I couldn’t tell what I felt. I was unrecognizable to myself. Saw my reflection in a window and didn’t know my own face, Oh brother, are you gonna leave me wastin‘ away, on the streets of Philadelphia?
I walked the avenue ’til my legs felt like stone. I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone. At night, I could hear the blood in my veins, just as black and whispering as the rain, on the streets of Philadelphia.
Aint no angel gonna greet me It’s just you and I my friend, and my clothes don’t fit me no more, I walked a thousand miles just to slip the skin.
The night has fallen, I’m lyin‘ awake, I can feel myself fading away. So receive me brother, with your faithless kiss, or will we leave each other alone like this, on the streets of Phiadelphia?
“Streets of Philadelphia” was written and performed by American rock musician Bruce Springsteen for the film Philadelphia (1993), an early mainstream film dealing with HIV / AIDS.
These lyrics destroyed me, and then brought me back to life, never to be the same. Frankie The Earthman.