beck
halo of gold
have you got a fine place to slip to when you're feeling down have you had a week or two just to get your troubles down found a lot of life and laughter with a grandfather in the bowery she had a body of sixteen or seventeen she had a mind of forty i met her on a cold day in a city far away with the worlds about zero and i saw at once, into her soul she's gonna call me her hero never like a walk in the rain or the lane i found a lot of death that day with the grandfather in the bowery cause i like her like the world she had a halo of gold told me stories of her life and the courage was sublime pantomime i walk the line cause you're blind i walk the line.