Dirt in the Eye

'Dirt in the Eye' by Tobin Hocking Album cover by Nicholas Harris-Whittle Guitar by Spenser O'Shea Lyrics: I got caught running on the road My aching bones pulled me home My body is breaking, succumbing to the weight I'm just a renegade on his way Never in the moment Never out of time Never out of hope Always out of pride I see an opportunity I grab it with strain My body's out of unity My mind is in pain I'm just a wayfarer I can't tell you why Can't see where I'm going I got dirt in the eye A wandering beggar A pestering fly A dirt-bound bootlegger I'm bound to die Another stumbling stowaway On another long train Another agonizing day Going against the grain I'm not saying I'm a hermit I'm saying I'm alone On this car I'm a turret And this car I own Never in the moment Never out of time Never out of hope Always out of pride I'm not waving the flag I'm not taking a knee I'm not kicking the bucket I won't take a defeat I'm just a wayfarer I can't tell you why Can't see where I'm going I got dirt in the eye A wandering beggar A pestering fly A dirt-bound bootlegger I'm bound to die