Avalanche of Stars
Workers on
The evening news
Ohio’s got
The third world blues
I’ve been hoping for the best
Rolling through the acid test
I climbed the ladder
To hang the verse
Goodwill towards men
And peace on earth
Black dog pacing
In the yard
Trails of smoke
Below the stars
And in my head
A simple thought
It’s what it was
It is because
I’ve been delivered
From the truth
There’s only words
And how they’re used
I’ve been delivered
From the truth
There’s only words
And how they’re used...
Call a truce
I’ve been hoping for the best
Rolling through the acid test