James Vincent Mc Morrow We Dont Eat

If this is redemption, why do I bother at all There s nothing to mention, and nothing has changed Still I d rather be working for something, than praying for the rain So I wander on, until someone else is saved I moved to the coast, under a mountain Swam in the ocean, slept on my own At dawn I would watch the sun cut ribbons through the bay I d remember all the things my mother wrote That we don t eat until your father s at the table We don t drink until the devil s turned to dust Never once has any man I ve met been able to love So if I were you, I d have a little trust