I've been travelin', flyin' on south again
How, how could it be?
It seems as though a moment ago
I was reaping the seeds that I stole
Now morning blows quickly through
Afternoon follows suit
How am I to get these things done
Well, time stays, when counted by the days
Illuming in ominous shade

Worry been breaking and bringing me down
And countin' all the the times that I fall
When my time comes, I wont be countin' at all
I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes
But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night

Man, you said, meet me there
How do I get from here
To where, where I belong?
It ain't such like findin' the sign to get home
It's buildin' your house on the stone

Worry been breaking and bringing me down
And countin' all the the times that I fall
When my time comes, I wont be countin' at all
I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes
But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night
Your house, it will cover you, but the rain still falls outside
Your light, it don't shine, 'cause it's hidden under a bed
Why do you hide under a bed?

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