zebrasindenver

I have broken ten bottles from the tears to the sea

i have spent all my dollars on these meak clothes that you see

and the dead soldiers presidents have taken so much from me

but the light in your open eyes gives me guidance and dreams to see

gives me guidance and the days of my life set brokenly free

why not then will you come and judge

judge

just be my judge

and take me to the sea

to lay down my broke broken body and let me be