I’m tired of walking holes
in my shoes
And acting like I got nothing to lose
With dust in my pockets
Can’t afford a wallet
To carry this here picture of you
I’m a shadow between streetlights
Hiding with lost souls in plain sight
If I had two dollars to hold
Would like a pot of gold
ease my mind just for tonight
leave this
Bum more think your grace
Until I find to say
I in holes another day
Does time really move that fast
I’ve into grass
And I used to be dreamer
before I lost her
I just watch my dreams on past
leave this place
Bum more think your grace
Until I find to say
I in holes another day
