Текст песни Georgia Clay - Peter Himmelman

Sticks and stones, blood and bones
In the fallen light
The hornbeams shed their leaves
As the dusk gives way to night
Gravity is pullin' on me
Like a ball and chain
The thunder cloud's a funeral shroud
And it ain't givin' up no rain

Look upon me with mercy
I have lost my way
Look upon me with mercy
I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay

Damn, ambition--it's a young man's game
I'm fueled by another thing now,
But I do not know its name
I feel yanked along,
Compelled by an unseen force.
Mostly dodging bullets
And trying to stay on course

Look upon me with mercy
I have lost my way
Look upon me with mercy
I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay

Tried to call your number but my battery's dead
I was going to drop you a line but its all better left un-said
After all if I made that call
How could I explain
The vaguest of sensations
Is just blain on the edge of my brain

Look upon me with mercy
I have lost my way
Look upon me with mercy
I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay