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Declarative

from Dialects by Les Doux

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Come, wander, I've left my things behind
You know I've emptied ever bottle, but can't seem to swallow my pride

Stay, longer, I heard my mother cry
But don't you know I've tried, I've tried , I've tried, I've tried,

There's no one to sing me to sleep when I sleep in the streets
There's no where to lay down my head when the door ways my bed
While I rest in the dust, oh my wander lust, oh my wander lust, oh my wander lust,

I'm sorry mother, there was nothing left for me there,
Just my father and sheep, and the shadow cast by your oldest heir,
The people that I meet, they will finally see,
More than a ran just away son, they see only me, only me,

I'm sorry mother, I've got nothing left to give,
Forever second best, that's no way for a boy to live,
My only loyal friend, the road is my true home,
And my hold fast is the sound of my feet as they roam,

I work my hands straight to the bones,
Just to prove that I don't need a home,
My skin is young but my body's old,
I sold my soul and I hit the road,

I have abandoned my home,
For all the filth that I've been shown,
No backbone, no ivory
And the highways is no family

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from Dialects, track released December 21, 2011

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