Lucky Dimes

rinyville

There’s no place like home but I’m outside in the pouring rain
I want it all but Rome wasn’t built in a day

I am grasping at straws on a wing and a prayer
At the drop of a hat lucky dimes disappear

I gather the pieces cause morning has broken they say
The nuances are hidden behind all the trite clichés

Over the rainbows there’s gold all in due time
Time heals all wounds but why am just marking time

I am grasping at straws on a wing and a prayer
At the drop of a hat lucky dimes disappear

I gather the pieces cause morning has broken they say
The nuances are hidden behind all the trite clichés

There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, there to yank your chain
The tell tale of time’s on your hands is a long ways away

I am grasping at straws on a wing and a prayer
At the drop of a hat lucky dimes disappear

I gather the pieces cause morning has broken they say
The nuances are hidden behind all the trite clichés