Hard contemporary folk and acoustic rock
Lyrics
There you stand
Like a refugee
Branded by the law
And society
You ask for my money
There’s a craving in your eyes
And the look of a stranger
That I barely recognize
Busting into drugstores
Arrested in the end
Two years lost in Pentridge
Where you made a few friends
Out again and round again
And dealing in the dust
Nowhere to turn to
No-one to trust
Chorus:
Where you gonna run?
Are you gonna hide
In the shadows
For the rest of your life?
Do you need the violence
The needle and the gun?
Come back to your family
Come home to me my son.
Your road goes on
To its bitter end
And you wont get the chance
To live it again
Your fate is written
In those scars upon your arms
Let me help you
Let me keep you from harm
