Debris

[ti:Debris] [ar:Faces] [al:A Nod Is As Good As A Wink To A Blind Horse] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Debris - Faces I left you on the debris At the sunday morning market You were sorting through the odds and ends You was looking for a bargain I heard your footsteps at the front door And that old familiar love song Cause you knew youd find me waiting there At the top of the stairs I went there and back Just to see how far it was And you you tried to tell me But I had to learn for myself Theres more trouble at the depot With the general workers union And you said theyll never change a thing Well they wont fight and their not working Oh you was my hero How you are my good friend Ive been there and back And I know how far it is But I left you on the debris Now we both know you got no money And I wonder what you would have done Without me hanging around