Lyrics:Long Division

by Rustic Overtones

There's a pain in my heart As it pumps the blood through my veins So flows a little shame. I'll pull back on my reins a bit 'Cause on the flip there's a man With his aluminum can In an old wheelchair he sits. I flip a coin into the wishing well I stop to wish him well. There was hope once for us both As our long division grows. Failure upon failure Made one mountain and one stones. Pray for my friend tonight Because poor isn't that far from your middle class line. Long division takes its time. There's too much daylight between All our pockets and our dreams. So when you reach into your pockets, Reach down further than the seams To the leg that you could kneel down And beg upon; one day a prince And the next day a vagabond. I flip a coin into the wishing well This one's for you. There was hope once for us both As our long division grows. Failure upon failure Made one mountain and one stones. Pray for my friend tonight Because poor isn't that far from your middle class line. Long division takes its time. The depths of a man With water in his hand Is shallower than sand If its water he doesn't share. This world's a low tide beach Of lies and deceit Some go hungry and some eat Some are stupid and some teach. I flip a fist full of coins into a wishing well Now there's hope for us all.