Where I come from, there are no lights when the sun goes down
Light up a fire and watch the embers fall to the ground
Where I once lived all the crossroads intersect
Everybody waits their turn, they've all got kids to protect

A glass of water, a smoke free room
Up early at morning, at your door at noon
A pen and paper, a first edition
Four dollars a day, I hope they call me on a mission

You never loved me, I found that out a lone
You could have told me, could have saved me from going home
But home is gone now, it's a valley with no sun
The mountains shadow everything and everyone

A glass of water, a smoke free room
Up early at morning, at your door at noon
A pen and paper, a first edition
Four dollars a day, I hope they call me on a mission

A glass of water, a smoke free room
Up early at morning, at your door at noon
A pen and paper, a first edition
Four dollars a day, I hope they call me on a mission


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