Song Description
Most of us got it pretty good. It's good to remind ourselves of that once in a while. Especially when we get caught up in the rat race.
Song Length |
3:05 |
Genre |
Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll, Country - Rock |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Composed |
Subject |
Material Things |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
At home on the sidewalk, he's been living here since he stopped talking
Cold on the outside, he's growing colder on the inside
Clinging to generic smokes, he can see a shadow upstairs alone
How nice it would be to have a house, a car and a family
The man upstairs doesn't care about the things he has
He just wants more, lying awake at night, there has to be more
But he's got it all, inside of these four walls
Alone on the sidewalk, must be about 10 o'clock
He doesn't watch the sunset
It doesn't mean the same, I bet
Sun goes down on another day, another chance has slipped away
How nice it would be to have someone stop and just talk to me
The way we live, well it seems that there's no time to give
Hands on the clock never seem to stop, there has to be more
But we got it all, inside of these four walls
(repeat)