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Come a crippled time a man
Lose the purpose in his way
Whatâs the reason left to go on
What's the reason left to stay
Whatâs the reason you suppose he asks
In hanging on ainât nothing lasts
Nothing now left to me
Of who I was ainât charity
As he pours another round
Itâs so easy going down
And his logic starts to swim
As it slips away from him
In the fire and fury of his hate
His judge and jury just canât ait
The verdictâs in guilty as sin
Returned and turned and turned again
And thereâs a dark night of the soul
Just beyond a manâs control
Where heâs staring scared and trying so hard
Not to let it show
And heâs talking grace of God
Heâs talking free at last
Heâs talking nowhere to go in this world
Heâs talking nowhere to go
Now heâs staring out the door
As the rain starts to pour
And the lightâs have all grown dim
One by one âtil itâs just him
In this dark deserted place
Staring at the haunted face
A reflection in the glass
All that never came to be
And there ainât no mama ainât no papa
Ainât no family or friends
Just the cold edge of the morning
Slowly twisting in the wind
And heâs talking grace of God
Heâs talking free at last
Heâs talking nowhere too go in this world
Heâs talking nowhere to go