feeling the ice I walk upon
always taking me back
to a time when life's fun
was already gone
remember to get me
a piece of the money
stashed in that
frozen river of my youth
find me some love
in the waters of truth
buy me some happiness
get me some honey
seems as if that tired old feeling that need
stays with me
this day and every day
draggin’ behind me
wherever I wander
wherever I stray
tryin’ to keep that
cold dark hunger at bay
...borrowed words from an anonymous friend...
cautiously waiting
for the coming crack
the sound of itfor the coming crack
always taking me back
to a time when life's fun
was already gone
remember to get me
a piece of the money
stashed in that
frozen river of my youth
find me some love
in the waters of truth
buy me some happiness
get me some honey
seems as if that tired old feeling that need
stays with me
this day and every day
draggin’ behind me
wherever I wander
wherever I stray
tryin’ to keep that
cold dark hunger at bay
...borrowed words from an anonymous friend...
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