Zachary Kibbee - Little clocks | Текст песни

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I say "Brother can you help me?"
I'm looking for some shelter
'Cause the rain is dripping off my sleeve.

I got my hand in the gutter
And I'm looking for some cover.
But I'm better off chasing a dream.

Can you cut a little slack?
'Cause I'm lying on my back
And I got no other place to go.

I've been walking down the street.
Got no boots on my feet
Just a busted up radio.

Tired of the aching and wired from the rake.
I gotta get a little tough out here.
Better off dead than stuck in my own head.
I can hear it.

And it's a long road to walk
And I'm chasing little clocks
And I don't see the end coming too soon.

I'll keep my ear to the speaker.
keep on walking down the street.
One day I'll step along to my own tune.

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