Sawdust

Massive Wagons

In the basement of his brain
Heavens above, it's such a shame
Sawdust on his knees
Such a shame

Performance power poise
Slaying crowds making noise
And now he's working sawdust
Awful shame

Shame, such a shame

The world won't suffer no fools, so what
A terrible thing to lose, so what
Crying into your sawdust
My shame

When you're falling up a hill
Everyone's standing still
Spitting filthy sawdust
No shame

Dreams over
Dreams over
Another swing, another miss
Your dreams over
Dreams over
Dreams over
And then you've nothing left to lose
Dreams over

I'll never understand
How he held the world in his hand
Up to his neck in sawdust
Crying shame

Broken, broken down
A broken man with a broken crown
Choking on his sawdust
Real shame

Dreams over
Dreams over
Another swing, another miss
Your dreams over
Dreams over
Dreams over
And then you've nothing left to lose
Dreams over

Dreams over
Dreams over
Another swing, another miss
Your dreams over
Dreams over
Dreams over
And then you've nothing left to lose
Dreams over
Dreams over
Dreams over
Another year, another tear
Dreams over
Dreams over
Dreams over
I've taken everything you wanted
Dreams over