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