Slate


A worn out joke to keep the flies away
Carried it this far
Got the west side winds to keep it steady
We bury the hatchets we find
Could carry that heavy load
If I really thought it would matter
Farcical hair appears
As a blind side, clean the slate
Working in the halls of shame
Lay it down in full view
Lay it down
What the hell were we thinking
Before the fire burned out?
I can't find you now
And I didn't know you then
Loneliness drinks the bitters
Till the cold winds warm again
It's a feel for the game
Mouth open wide, screams and hollers
Working in the halls of shame
Lay it down in full view
Lay it down
I gambled once and won, never made a dollar
And beauty fades to grey
And I pray the very best will guard her
And provide the way
It's a telltale sign
When it's chairs up, and time to go
Working in the halls of shame
Lay it down in full view
Lay it down







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