[00:19.84].
[00:35.47]Be like a rug, hashed out in club
[00:41.73]And it's all for my better men
[00:48.65]I'll give you a rib, with the mirror all dried up
[00:54.96]When it's not much but a widow's gift
[01:01.60]In the right raise of sun
[01:04.88]If you squint hard enough
[01:08.19]There can be only one like it
[01:11.86].
[01:28.41]I'd write you a song, for all men to be one
[01:34.84]And I'll sing it from a place of pride
[01:41.48]I can sing over most and I'd gladly be the host
[01:47.91]But most often I just hang my head and cry
[01:54.99]There's a song beneath the earth
[01:58.21]There is eyes within the dirt
[02:01.21]Under the nails of a working man
[02:05.41].
[02:35.01]Drug in by the rain, all the crooked ways I think
[02:41.68]A wish as in a mood to die
[02:48.32]But life, it is good, no matter how far you sink
[02:54.39]Sometimes sitting still is better than to drop
[03:01.60]When you're down in a hole
[03:04.55]When your heart's weighed down like gold
[03:07.90]There is a hand that can reach you there
[03:12.05].
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