Worn Out Lyrics - Singles - Kelly Joe Phelps

Wonder flood the valley, tunnel feed the soil 

Free advice with constant wit, never to recoil 

Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of plastic lace 

That untie at the first step, not the last that wins the race 

Herein lies my sure demise, 'haps my one bright seed 

This or then the other tact falls right and starts to bleed 

Can you hear a toneless rhyme between my bones and sunken eyes? 

No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise 

Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road 

I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load 

Is it my own version of a terrifying leap across 

An unforgiving landscape, when all I want is sleep? 

Unfolding here before me is an ugly naked truth 

I know no more than a drunkard in a circus dunk tank booth 

The balls come flying, one, two, three, in and down I go 

People retch in laughter while I scream out for more 

Now I'm dry electric shock, I watch the sky like a broken clock 

I tie my plastic lace and then I go back to my walk 

Stuttering for coffee or a comforting brush 

Across the backs of both my knees, mother sings to hush 

Make a castle to the sky in honor of a man like sand 

Who'll wash away in time and he will ne'er be here again 

Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road 

I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load