Bread Crumbs

There is a corner

Somewhere off Broadway

There was a story, never told

I was the ears

When the first time it opened

63 years, like dirty gold

He sang like the angels heard him, oh

God, tell me it's over

This life on my shoulder

Is killing my soul

Bread crumbs on a lonely

Street, they don't own me

They're making me stone

He spoke of the water

His faith and his daughter

His answers and questions of the war

Said when he was younger

His dreams were his heartland

He can't find his way back anymore

And then, like a prayer, he left me, oh

God, tell me it's over

This life on my shoulder

Is killing my soul

Bread crumbs on a lonely

Street, they don't own me

They're making me stone

Somedays, I am restless

For why? My best guess

Is there's a message to impart

I'll always remember

More than an ember

One lonely sailor in my heart

A shout from the mouth, all I hear, oh

God, tell me it's over

This life on my shoulder

Is killing my soul

Bread crumbs on a lonely

Street, they don't own me

They're making me stone

God, tell me it's over

This life on my shoulder

Is killing my soul, soul

Bread crumbs on a lonely

Street, they don't own me

But they're making me stone, yeah