Harro - Food and Shelter

All the food from the cans
Was just mush on the ground
He looked long, he looked hard
There was other stuff around
There was enough to be found

Now he started thinking
"Where can i lay my head?"
This searching is tiring
While others laid and bled
He needs to find him a bed

He needs food, he needs shelter
The hot sun is making him swelter
Driven back to basics
He has no choice but to make it, make it, make it

Food and shelter
The time to search is now
He knows he'll find it somehow

And so he ran to his home
To the place he knew well
But it just wasn't there
Some houses still stood
Mostly the ones made of wood

He needs food, he needs shelter
The hot sun is making him swelter
Driven back to basics
He has no choice but to make it, make it, make it
Food and shelter
The time to search is now
He knows he'll find it somehow

Food and shelter
The time to search is now
He knows he'll do it somehow

Written by:
Sean Harris

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