The Moderner - The Market 1

Well the market is swaying
With pleasant people
We are simply enjoying the day
And when the time strikes five
We're well on our way
With nothing left of our stay

And the market is perfect
Each one a little different
Traveling from town to town

With my knuckles down, down
With my knuckles down, down
With my knuckles down

Well I'm a product
Of each environment
And I'm riding like the wolf
No name, just a number
I live in the wild dirt
And I'll be buried in dirt too

With my knuckles down, down
With my knuckles down, down
With my knuckles down

Well I pray you remember my name
But only fondly
For I'm not one for this world
I am living my dream
And splitting at the seam
Knowing full well that life lives on

One day I'm gonna leave here
And I won't have a whole lot to say
But a few words of thankfulness
Yes, I'm sure that's what I'll say

So thank you for the good
And even for the bad
I've got all the dreams I've ever dreamed I'd ever have

Thank for the love
And relationship
So keep a clean nose
That's my tip

Written by:
Sean McLaughlin

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