Last of the Hand-Me-Downs

In the light that you borrowed
For a look down the dark road
You were young and you shown it
Just a taste and you blown it
The current is fixed and will carry you
To the point where you left it and right on through

I had a chain and a bicycle
I rode all the way into town
With only an ancient photograph
I kept just to carry around
Everybody there was naked
Why would you listen to me?

With the hand you were led in
In the dress that you bled in
Touched my face and called me handsome
And asked me to drink some
Of that unholy concoction that will burn you through
You know that it's poison, but it's honey too

I was a basket of bones
When I dragged all the way into town
With only my boxful of coins
To scatter all over the ground
Everybody there was laughing
Why would you listen to me?

I had a handful of stones
I hauled all the way into town
To carry when I was alone
Culled from the last of the hand-me-downs
Everybody there was lovely
Why would you listen to me?