Break me into bigger pieces, so some of me is home with you.

Tow

From the song “Tow” by The Devil Makes Three

Someone left a child and did not even care
Before the first shots of the battle here had even pierced the air
Yes, they run now like them children to those arms of mother earth
Trying to pretend as if there was a day before their very birth

But, me I just grab these ropes that me and mine have left behind
And I stare up to that mountain that I know I got to climb
I keep towin that line
Mmmmmm
I keep towin that line
Mmmmmm

But,down in basements choked with smoke child of the past
All them dreams come up for air round here but they can only gasp
All them old men they sit staring as life slips out of their grips
Only to fall and disappear beyond their cracked old fingertips

But, me I just grab these ropes me and mine have left behind
Yes, I stare up to that mountain that I know I’ve got to climb
I keep towin that line
Mmmmmm
I keep towin that line
Mmmmmm

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