Fourteen miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain
To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent ´til the lights went dead And I saw my sign coming up the road Dead ditch waitin´ for to bury my load On the avenues in the plain of day Threw a Roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain Ohh ohh oh oh Ohh ohh oh oh
Now hold your hand up to the plow Work the dirt til the sun goes down What´s left of death is more than fear Let dust be dust and the good Lord near It´s a little too much to ask of faith A little too late to wait for fate So tell the angels what you´ve seen Scarecrow´s shadow on the Nazarene Ohh ohh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh oh
Kindness will find you When darkness is falling round your bend Kindness will follow Children will wander ´til the end