Holes

I'm tired of walking holes in my shoes

And acting like I got nothing to lose

With dust in my pockets

I can't even afford a wallet

To hold this here picture of you

I'm a shadow between streetlights

Hiding with lost souls in plain sight

If I had two dollars to hold

Would it feel like a pot of gold?

Or ease my mind just for tonight

Maybe I'll never leave this place

I bum one more cigarette and think about your grace

Until I find the right words to say

Well, I walk in holes another day

Does time really move that fast?

I've watched concrete turn into grass

And I used to be dreamer

Way before I lost her

Now I watch my dreams walk on past

Maybe I'll never leave this place

I bum one more cigarette and think about your grace

Until I find the right words to say

Well, I walk in holes another day

Maybe I'll never leave this place

I bum one more cigarette and think about your grace

Until I find the right words to say

Well, I walk in holes

Until I find the right words to say

Well, I'll walk in holes another day