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All that's worth much

from Bryan Cahall by Bryan Cahall

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A song of hope.

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One morning as I was waking
Somewhere in this sorrowful land
My legs, they felt like porcelain
And I rinsed my bleeding hands
The mirror asked me questions
But I hadn't much to say
My dreams been buried in the night
They ain't worth much today

For a while now I've been wandering
No place to call my home
But once I had some money
And a house my very own
But a banker shook his head at me
Said "You may as well walk away,"
He said, "I seen you got your papers
"But they ain't worth much today"

I had the finest paramour
With a girl who was wise and strong
I told her I'd always love her
And keep her well and warm
She said "Keep your promise to yourself
"And let be whatever may
"Everywhere I hear assurances,
"But they ain't worth much today"

My hourglass is broken
Crushed up in some machine
I mourn my dying minutes
For they don't belong to me
I asked the boss man, "Please dear sir
"Won't you give a bit more pay?"
He said "The line behind you is nine miles long,
"Boy, you ain't worth much today."

On the podium, the well-dressed men,
Tin bells of freedom ring
I pray I ain't the only one
Sees their limbs are tied to strings
And the other end pulled by the ones who own
And who spin the lies they say,
In my pocket there is a voter's card
But it ain't worth much today

Heard tell from over the ocean
Of a saint, what was his name?
In the last recourse of peaceful me
He set himself aflame
'Neath the power and steel that rule this world
Does a rebel still remain
My prayers go to the pit with him
But they ain't worth much today

I do not blame the lord above for this piling mound of needs
But each day my mouth goes watering
And I lean toward evil deeds
I went to the monseigneur
To confess I'd gone astray
So I have my faith and my clean soul
But are they worth much today?

In June, I wed my sweetheart
By her mother's thirsty well
And soon a child was born to us
Her name, Hope Annabelle
Now like flowers, I gather parables
And the songs from better days
And nightly pass them on to her
They're all that's worth much today.

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from Bryan Cahall, released July 4, 2018

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