Lyrics

i am just a man you see, a man that won your trust, fell to the ground beneath your feet, found love down in the dust, the promise that was hidden, in the riddles of your rhymes, some things were made anew again, and others left to die, i did what i did, and i'd do it again, the clay takes it's shape, in the potters hand, now i hang my head, i stare at the ground, love cut me down, memories are all i have, what's left of you and me, if i could hold them in my hand, lord, i wonder what i'd see, now sons of fathers came to town, and left me at the gate, a crust of stale and bitter bread, no reason left to wait, i played my part, that you cast me in, the water did flow, and the wheel did spin, i hang my head i lost my crown, love cut me down, love cut me down, i did what i did, and i'd do it again, the clay takes it's shape, in the potters hand, now i hang my head, i stare at the ground, love cut me down

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Artist: jace everett