Clay
Owen Weber
But he stole again
And now he's gone my friend
Does he know that we loved him so
Deep in the night
He woke in pain
Terrified by the face in the dark
But you aren't
And the time goes goes away
Stick my arms into clay
Kept change for gold
Shits not what you thought it was
But you did it all the same
He was a friend
We got scared he took us in
The rain dried up the clay got stiff
I miss it
And the time just sails away
I'll dig and mold the clay
