So I'm shown, I'm known
I'm not made out of stone
On a road, my home
Far from being sewn
All alone, not known
My people are my bones
My people are my bones
Time to find a rhyme
While running out of time
But the crime's in the mind
When working for a dime
So I'll cry and sigh
And hope I can remind
There's no big lie
There's no big lie
So I'll cry
And I'll sigh
And I'll try
To remind