Из альбома: Lace Up Your Shoes
I sold my shoes
For a front row seat on the news
Where I fould all that I can say
And I Still Got The Blues
And I picked up the blame
And shaved my beard
And I walked back into town
With nothing to fear
Well I picked up my mess
And put it in the ground
I watered it down
Waited for the seed to sprout,
To sprout
Silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Well I took my last rose
And threw it in the fire
And I gathered all the ashes
And started my empire
What is it to you
When I do what I please
And when I pray for you
Ah, I don't expect you to pray for me
For me
Silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
I took a bath
In the constellation aftermath
When I jumped off that store
I looked upon this plastic place
And I saved it with my grace
Silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out