Little Clocks
de Zachary Kibbee
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
Más canciones de Zachary Kibbee
-
End Of Days
Songs From The Mud
-
Faded
Faded
-
Mercy, Mercy
Mercy, Mercy
-
My Own Two Feet
Little Clocks EP
-
Rattle My Bones
Little Clocks EP
-
Readin' Your Will
Little Clocks EP
-
Vertigo
Make Mistakes
-
Wanted
Wanted
-
What Did I Ever Do?
Songs From The Mud
-
What You've Been Hiding
What You've Been Hiding
-
When The Lighting Strikes
When The Lighting Strikes