TIRED FEET
heavy rain the moon is smiling mockingbirds and gusty winds
dead ringers road kills life is at a stand still
a rope is hanging from a tree a world is breathing underground
squeaking wheels horse carriage thunder makes electric sounds
blood is spilt from a stone resting eyes decompose
dry clay quiet times burning waters broken bones
silver clouds crooked lust dancing devil rusty gates
graveyard shifts empty bottles dusty shovels digging graves
CHORUS
drifting with the wind to a place of complete solitude
broken bones lay under my tired feet
bleaching sun cold breeze lights go out fallen leaves
trembling fingers drifting ashes lightning cracks while people sleep
death comes knocking wings cast shadows handwritten epitaph
rain in the afternoon lost dreams narrow path
stray dogs black cats flowers brought to a grave
night watch icy cloak bats hiding in a cave
blissful peace resting place stone the crows angels cry
brick wall inscriptions frozen lips and twilight sky
CHORUS 2
as I ramble down the street with high emotion
running fast I'm running from home
the open road leads me straight to the ocean
days to come I spend 'em all alone
