Everything I got. Everything I need. And everything that I have. Learned about Time. Every word I speak. Every pound I keep. And everything that I have.
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high. Far from a river where things grow green. The flowers weep and they lean away. From the blood stained soil beneath my feet.
I know that it's your own life. I tell you this. With an eye on your future. Yes I know. Mind my own business. But I am here. As an aid and a comfort.
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high. Far from a river where things grow green. The flowers weep and they lean away. From the blood stained soil beneath my feet..