Friends in Further Places - The Wicked Lyrics

Broken men
Look what you've become
You'll blame all your problems on everyone

And now you've moved onto a comatose estate
And when the world changes at this rate
You'd never stay in place

So learn from the wicked, the sick and the damned
As the waters come rushing in, flooding the lands
What will you have when they're gone?
I'll tell you what I've got both of my hands
Well they're worked to the bone, broken, bruised in the end
Brothers and sisters stay with grace

Well I've tried, deprived
I'd given it all I've got
Pitted at both the ends of a poor and helpless lot
With someone who won't appreciate me
The way I know they should
And when the world changes at this rate
You'd never the stay the same

So learn from the wicked, the sick and the damned
As the waters come rushing and flooding the lands
What will you have when they're gone?
I'll tell you what I've got both of my hands
Well they're worked to the bone, broken, bruised in the end
Brothers and sisters stay with grace

I'll sit inside and write for days
In the cold or heat in may
I'd never exchange another smile
I ignore their faces walk for miles

I have no hope for tomorrow
I left my faith in you
I have no hope for tomorrow
I felt the weight when I left you