Looking for a dime
Lose them all the time
Snow covered earth outside
Shit happens all the time
Stopping for a start
Write from the soul and heart
A barren hill to climb
Right from the very start
Conscious stab at being free
You now, it once was me
When will we start to see
That we were once born free
Now you looking for a dime
Hard to find sometime
Snow covered hillside
You know shit happens all the time
I'm starting to stop
Before it hits the top
Leave it for another day
If it was meant that way