The Dirt Road

The dirt road
Cracks under the tires
Two shovels roll
In the back of his old red pickup

We say nothing my head heavy with sleep
As we roll down the road to a sign that reads
PRIVATE PROPERTY

We shovel
Until my hands start shaking
Smooth the lines
Make it look like
Nothing was taken

We say nothing my arms heavy with sleep
Two more miles back to a bed don't belong to me

And he says nothing
But "Go back to sleep"
I dream of running away
But he takes it out on your body

And private property
And private property
And private property
And private property

We say nothing
And we say nothing
We say nothing

Private property don't apply to me



Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Allen
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