Georgia Clay

Sticks and stones, blood and bones

In the falling light

The hornbeams shed their leaves

As the dusk gives way to night

Gravity is pulling on me

Like a ball and chain

The thunder clouds are funeral shrouds

And they ain't giving up no rain

So look upon me with mercy

I have lost my way

Look upon me with mercy

I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay

Damn ambition, it's a young man's game

I'm fueled by another thing now

But I do not know its name

I feel yanked along, propelled by an unseen force

Mostly dodging bullets and trying to stay on course

So look upon me with mercy

I have lost my way

Look upon me with mercy

I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay

Tried to call your number, but my battery's dead

I was gonna drop you a line

But it's all better left unsaid

After all, if I made that call

How could I explain

The vaguest of sensations

Just playing on the edge of my brain?

So look upon me with mercy

I have lost my way

Look upon me with mercy

I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay