Fire on the stove long travel
Water boiling nothing but the smoke
Property I'm sleeping on a sattle
Don't even got a horse that I can own

Saving ideas over money
Maybe I can buy the North Pole
Figure if I never failed doing
Then I wouldn't have to face my shadow

Woke up early to a morning thunder
Dreaming I was on a phone call
On the other end of the signal
Further reason I was kinda off

Maybe if I had a silver dollar
Settle for a couple bars of soap
Seeing my reflection in the water
Holding just an old knife and stone

Tell me have you ever seen a mirror, mirror in the middle of a forest
You don't wanna be chopped liver, language that I speak is kinda foreign
Mocking bird sitting on a timber
Above I see a tree 11 stories
Never rate a novel by the pictures
But to never judge kinda boring

You know we out to go and get what not yours
Feeling what you worth you never get because you not owed
A brown penny from a desert bar
Found it facing tails down hope your luck is like a shooting star

Just waiting for the rain or a cloud
I been up for thirty days someone point to lost and found
Bruised bones you heal without a cast
Drinking water from a stream out a homemade flask

Ain't no rain in the desert
Ain't got no blood for the bones
Ain't no prayer in the temple
Just this knife and stone