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