Music & Words by Dr. Will
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Coat ripped
hat been blown away
by the wind

To late to go
no need to stay
all sweet dreams vanished
in the great beyond

No shelter

Out of matches
out of luck
out of straws

All alone
a dying duck
spooked by the calm
after the storm

No shelter
rowing on a lake dried up
the inside turnin' upside down
one step up and eleven down
almost level with the ground
so much lost and nothing found