Georgia Clay

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