The Box (feat. Ian Moore)
Rob Barteletti
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If you look very close You might see the ghost Of the man who used to be me I was cavalier A fool who never feared All the demons I met casually Now I'm so alone, my baby I'm down to my bones, my baby I'm going home in a box I drank all night I looked for a fight That would put me away Sadness was my joy Grief my little boy And a woman was the stone round my neck Now I'm so alone, my baby I'm down to my bones, my baby I'm going home in a box It's time to pray, my baby Crows have come to stay, my baby And the corn is hiding my grave Now can you explain Why a man complains That his life is cheaper than dirt That was the cost I paid for and lost Every little soul has its worth Now I'm so alone, my baby I'm down to my bones, my baby I'm going home in a box It's time to pray, my baby Crows have come to stay, my baby And the corn is hiding my grave
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