Broken Dirt

By Nicholas D. Drummond
© 2006 Reeling From The Stitch (ASCAP)

Has anybody seen my love?
Have I been sold out to seek her?
As I listen to the stories from above
They buy my soul

Well the money-man he fills me up
He fills me full of empty and he takes my cup
Give him days of sweet short life
He buys my soul

Well hello goodbye kiss
Steal me to bliss
The poor boy cannot pay
So as dawn goes down to day
I’m a whole world away

I slumber under banner at night
Because nothing else will keep me warm
I burn it in the morning light
And deny my soul

Well the money man he fills me up
He fills me full of empty and he steals my cup
Give him days of sweet short life
And he buys my soul

Well hello goodbye kiss
Steal me to bliss
The poor boy cannot pay
So as dawn goes down to day
I’m a whole world away

I just want to go home
only broken when tryin’ to fix it only fix it when you leave it alone
To a life without rules
only broken when tryin’ to fix it only fix it when you leave it alone
But I’m running like a fool
tired of playing but playin’s escaping in escaping by playing I’m
playing the fool
Could a smile be so cruel?
only broken if you’re tryin’ to fix me we’ll fix it ourselves if you
leave us alone

Well hello goodbye kiss
Steal me to bliss
The poor boy cannot pay
So as dawn goes down to day
I’m a whole world away