From the recording Marks on the Wall

Lyrics

Ain't got much but I sure got time
I've been, unemployed for the longest while
And that's what's troublin me
Seein people sleepin on the streets.
Sitting on the curb of, suited blocks
I got, a bunch of scratches
They got, rich from stocks
And that's what's troublin me
Seein just how easy life could be.
And oh when the earth went dark
I ran around in circles like a broken mans heart.
Two cigarettes and some cheap ass wine
Keep me cozy in these lonely times
And that's what's troublin me
The isolation from the birds and bees.
Captured in the corner, of regret
Smoke filled rooms where the, gamblers met
That's what's troublin me
Never knowin how it's gonna be.
And oh when the earth went dark
I ran around in circles like a broken mans heart.
End of the rope and what we thought would change
Seems to keep up with our, growing pains
And that's what's troublin me
It's been a year but we're goin on three
Oh that's what's troublin me
It's been a year but we're goin on three.