Dust

these boots don't fit like they used to

my hands feel like a different man’s

I've been walking this road for so long

its get’n hard to know where to stand

its true theres no go’n back

time always takes its turn

with every morning that turns to dusk

all these memories seem a little more like dreams

am I just laying in the

dust

tonight I’ll stay up by the river side

listen for the moon’s whisper

dig down deep between these tired ribs

by the sun rise I’ll have a new name to live by

its true theres no go’n back

time always takes its turn

with every morning that turns to dusk

all these memories seem a little more like dreams

am I just laying in the

dust