A Man's Worth

Bury your words
Don't hang on
To what you came
Stones
These old days
Swallowed your home

You could
Grow though the weeds
Genial
Keep holding me
Terrible hands held you
Keep your best now, to tear it up
You could

Stand in the Sun
Cry for
Stand if you want
Here's what home
With no hands
Around bones
Because you gave
But you could've know

You would grow through the weeds
Genial, hang on to me
Horrible hands held you
Keep your best now, to tear it up
Genial

Here's what all hope
With no hands
Have brought you the home
Because you gave
But you could've known
But you could've known!
You gave
But you could've known!