An Early Grave - Holding Sand

An Early Grave Lyrics

Loners grow up to be dead men
And you’ll raise a child –broken hearted
Give me another starving utopist for my collection
You see it pictures our revolution:
A failed attempt to get shit done, on and on and on and on
We may die alone
But we live among men
I may be lost, angry, forgotten
But I don’t want an early grave
And I’m sorry, I’ve been gone
For such a long time, Invisible,
When I was out
Hitting roads, and burning tires
Desperate, to keep the fire
Going on inside our hearts, on and on and on and on

We may die alone
But we live among men
I may be lost, angry, forgotten
But I don’t want an early grave
I may not find my place by your side
I may not find my way back
We may die alone
But we live among men
I may be lost, angry, forgotten
But I don’t want an early grave
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Lyrics submitted by clemh.