You held my hand by barbed wire
You covered my mouth trash burned in a fire
The hills rose high
No thrills, no sky
We walked the road through shack and shed
We fed the dogs some whole wheat bread
Likes fleas, like friends
Burdens that bleed, yearnings that end
You cry but all along
I knew that it was wrong
Under my breath I sang a song
I don’t belong, I don’t belong
Good morning dogs scratch at my door
Could I delay for just a moment more?
Cold air, always so gray
Always want more, carried away
You place the slippers on my feet
We watch the kids play on the street
Let’s try to have faith, let’s try to have fun
Look the kid in the stripes, he’s wearing a gun
You cry but all along
I knew that it was wrong
Under my breath I sang a song
I don’t belong, I don’t belong
I set a rock upon a log
I watched the trees dissolving into fog
Forced to remain, forced to hang on
Always the same, just expanded upon
You cry but all along
I knew that it was wrong
Under my breath I sang a song
I don’t belong, I don’t belong.
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