Lyrics

he's holding a tin cup in his heart
another pint of gin in the back of the car
down this road he drove alone
another place he'll call home

there are only deep lines of stone and loneliness
where there used to be tears

he grew up way to fast and mad
he saw the last breath of his dad who
drank his pain and spit out love
he knew the crow before the dove

there are only deep lines of stone and loneliness
where there used to be tears

his pain lingers on
his dad lives on and on

the full moon lights another time
when he was small and always crying
now that boy is an old man
seeing the past as the best that he can

there are only deep lines of stone and loneliness
where there used to be tears