Stonemason

It's early in December and I'm working on this wall Can hardly feel my fingers now at all, at all, at all I'll write to you this evening when the cold has left my bones And send you on some money there at home The work it isn't easy but it's better than the street I passed a guy from home last week - this city's got him beat He asked me for some money I pretended not to hear I swear I'm gonna lose myself out here The only thing that matters now As much as getting home Is trying not to lose the little faith that hasn't gone Between God and this big City And the plane I'm waiting on It's tough to find the meaning in a song It's been a hard life too long Some days I can't remember how I ended up out here Something about the money and then building a career But the only thing I've built so far is a hundred mile of stone The opposite direction now to home You asked me not to promise anything before I left Me I never listen - can I get this off my chest? I'm sorrier that anything that drives a man to beer I swore that I'd be home within a year The only thing that matters now As much as getting home Is trying not to lose the little love that hasn't gone Between God and this big City And the plane I'm waiting on It's tough to find the meaning in a song It's been a hard life too long Maybe it's the season or possibly the cold Or maybe I'm in desperation finally growing bold But if I tighten up my belt start living on a string Do you think I'd make it back to you in spring? For a minute let's be honest as I'm laying down these stones I'm just dreaming of a daydream, of a daydream of a home And the reason I ignored my buddy sleeping on the stairs Is I know I'll soon be joining him down there The only thing that matters now As much as getting home Is trying to remember how your voice sounds on the phone Between god and this big city And the plane I'm waiting on It's tough to find the meaning in a song It's been a hard life too long