Hey, momma, when you leave
Don’t leave a thing behind
I don’t want nothing
Can’t use nothing
Take care into the hole
And if you see my friend
Tell him I’m fine
My ears are nothing
Almost ran down my eyes
And through my ears down to the floor
I didn’t see nothing
I didn’t hear nothing
I stood there like a block of stone
Knowing all I had to know
And nothing more
There is nothing
This love is the troubled sort
Locked into each others arms
And you better pray
That they never find you
‘Cause you’re back and stronger now
The burden’s double fold
And crush you down
Down into nothing
Being born is going blind
Bow down a thousand times
Echo strong
A pure temptation
Sorrow and solitude
These are the precious things
Beyond our words
That are worth remembering
Sorrow and solitude
These are the precious things
Beyond our words
That are worth remembering
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