old, carried these clothes endless hours
feel so hungry
no more money, so i
grab my songs and work it good
wait for a smile to take my hat off
empty change in a plastic bag
lord, it's been such a slow day gone
all my fault lies in the back of these eyes
sunk as far as they go
in skeleton music
drag my bones thru city roads
flow with electric go signs
reminisce at the hot dog stand
where they gave my job to a better man
it's cold, cradled in pavement arms
when i don't sleep
see great colors
guitar sings with my thornbush blues
a cardboard dog named lucy
a gang of eyes to guilty you
from your vending machine money
i'll last as long as i live
guess i'll last as long as i live
jealousy turns round and round in two