The years have been turning on You left me at home To carve my own stone I cried picking up pride Oh, granite won't lie We all got along Well, it's true
There's no place to lay my dead When I can't stay awake The growth I need is fettered with fear My heels dug in my place Keep your heart clasped into
Eighteen and jaded with guns in their hands They were fighting for freedom and just what is that? Bills to the banks and food for the kids Money for college
It's such a strange vine wrapped around my neck bone Twisted up between my steps, between my steps I'm tripping and falling over things we just couldn
I'm a wandering soul I got no place of my own Well, I got nothing to give Well, I got nothing to show for it And I'll be wondering on for all my years
Every time I see you it gets a little worse Perhaps things are getting better But how can one be so sure? So I will take it slowly so that I can rest
Children shut your eyes We'll tell you what to see This world is burning down And you're the ones to lead Now look into their hearts All those who hold
Streetwalker knows how to strut right She knows the truth Bad boys walking through the corridor God knows what they're gonna do Darkness paraded across
When your working is done And you have nothing left to lose Why don't you just roll away That stone that's locked you up? When your pattern is full And
Living like they never thought they ever could Paupers begging like the forest turned to soot Burning out the sun Gonna get mine before the end is come
When your working is done, and you've got nothing left To lose, why don't you just roll away That stone that locks you up When your pattern is full,
