I walked alone along the river that night
Searching for a place to hang my head
At the right angle
It might clear out on its own
I drug my feet along the train tracks
Praying to feel the steel vibrate
They told me I would regret it
What was I feeling
I sifted my hands through the thorn bush
To show myself that I was real
I held your words closely to my ears
I guess that's just the way it is
I guess that's just the way it is
Well I've been down and out
I've seen the bottom before
But the only hands that came save
Were covered in filth
Now here I lie
Broken legs beneath me
My body one
with the earth
I pray
For slumber
As my bones begin to rot
I see your face
Hand in hand
You broke my fingers
One by one
You tore them off
Now they say
That I'm too far gone
They say that I can't be saved
A broken watch that can't be wound
I may never be repaired
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