They call me Carl Cane, I was a needed man Had my cellphone buzzing in my closed left hand Now I’m fixing my eyes on a peaceful man I lost my money in these hills behind this dried up city ‘neath the wildest skies Now I’m counting my coins by the neon signs
He’s pointing his toes towards the night Waiting for a cab maybe, but I dont mind Well he’s got things that I once had My cold heart races, my knuckles white The sun long set: keeps me out of sight Till I turn his shoulder and shake his bones