Georgia Clay Songtext
von Peter Himmelman

Sticks and stones, blood and bones
In the fallen light
The hornbeams shed their leaves
As the dusk gives way to night
Gravity is pullin′ on me
Like a ball and chain
The thunder cloud's a funeral shroud
And it ain′t givin' up no rain

Look upon me with mercy
I have lost my way
Look upon me with mercy
I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay


Damn, ambition--it's a young man′s game
I′m fueled by another thing now,
But I do not know its name
I feel yanked along,
Compelled by an unseen force.
Mostly dodging bullets
And trying to stay on course

Look upon me with mercy
I have lost my way
Look upon me with mercy
I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay

Tried to call your number but my battery's dead
I was going to drop you a line but its all better left un-said
After all if I made that call
How could I explain
The vaguest of sensations
Is just blain on the edge of my brain

Look upon me with mercy
I have lost my way
Look upon me with mercy
I traded diamonds for a lump of Georgia clay