Silas Crowe - Cold Wind Mercy

Been walkin’ all day, nowhere to land, Nothin’ but dirt on these tired hands. Yeah, said I’ve been walkin’ all day, nowhere to land, Nothin’ but dirt on these tired hands. The coffee’s gone cold, the daylight’s thin, Nothin’ left to lose, not much to win. Cold wind mercy, cut me through, Ain’t much left that time can do. I ain’t holy, I ain’t damned, Just a man who outlived what he planned. Tried faith, tried luck, they both ran dry, Now it’s just me and the truth I standby. Yeah, said I tried faith, tried luck, they both ran dry, Now it’s just me and the truth I standby. I ain’t askin’ for a second chance, Just a breath that don’t feel like penance. Cold wind mercy, cut me through, Ain’t much left that time can do. I ain’t holy, I ain’t damned, Just a man who outlived what he planned. Cold wind mercy, cut me through, Ain’t got much but this breath and the blues. I ain’t holy, I ain’t damned, Just a man who outlived what he planned.