st thomas and an old man walkinand he tells him
go your own way, be your own stay
don`t matter what they all say
in the middle of a fire
you feel the need to run
the only way to make it
is to stand like a stone
all alone
st thomas and a middle man walkinand he tells him
take it day by day
never see the grey
no one know how the cards`ll lay
it`s a crisis of my time and my
spirit, i have no energy
creativity only flows, i suppose
when the desert runs dry
brother
don`t you see my hands are holed
can you reach out for my side
touch me
stop doubting just believe
thomas looks alot like me
st thomas and a young man walkinand he tells him
live the good life
find a good wife,
don`t think about the dream
the clock hangs like a thief
on the wall, like punishment
for what i want, for what i need,
and how far away it is from me
brother
don`t you see my hands are holed
can you reach out for my side
touch me
stop doubting just believe...
st thomas and a dead man walkinand he thinks
i`ll go my own way
never have to pay...
brother
don`t you see my hands are holed
can you reach out for my side
touch me
stop doubting just believe
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