Tekst piosenki
They Take My Time Without a Question And Fill My Days With All Their Emptiness And in Their Drawing Rooms They Beg My Sympathy But If I Weep to Solve Their Silent Misery They Save My Tears to Sell For Silver Their Neighbours Trespass On My Highway And Feed My Lambs On Every Pavement Corner And With Their Grief Inside They're Hiding From the Rain But If My Sun Should Shine Too Loudly On Their Woe They Catch Its Beam to Sell For Gold They Have Me Captured in Their City In Every Living Room My Dust Has Laid Me Low And Well I Know The Brown Earth Will Be My Best Friend And When I'm Gone They'll Find Another Way to Mend They'll Sell My Silver Song For Tears
