Drywall King

At a quarter past it was over fast and the slamming door just rattles all the glass
The time goes by the living land of sky; the cloudless air just keeps the surface dry
My mind fades out as the birds make south and I'd someday like to make the trip Myself
The hip-hop kids with their small-town kicks, they shuffle past and it's just the way it is

It's all falling rain until it don't
It's all falling rain until it snows

Well the garbage man does the best that he can but when it rains he loses feeling in his Hands
The shoe still fits, and the clock used to tick, but he snapped and tore the battery right Out of it
The weeds grow tall, the horse eats inside the stall and the dogs all down the street are Trading calls
The dark sets in and it's the moon that wins, but the sun will come back around this way Again

It's all falling rain until it don't
It's all falling rain until it snows

The drywall king needs a song to sing for whatever the day may bring
The wheel still turns and the engine burns and we all still have an awful lot to learn
I have to believe that under ballot box or tyranny that people breathe to live their lives in Peace
The bombs that fly and tear a hole in the sky are sent out by the assholes living on both Sides

It's all falling rain until it don't
It's all falling rain until it snows



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Shaver
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