its hard to be a folk singer in 06.

[alex_is_diverse]

you see i met him in a cell down in the south and from there her taught me what it was like to live under constant serivlance and having to look over your shoulder the mans name was elloy and the things you could have asked he always replyed as if lived it yesterdayyy

ohhh

how those nights i will never forget

we sat and dreamed.
oh how we dreamed.

elloy keep struming.

the days we so short
but the nights did surely did live on.

oh ellyo keep stuming.

the night in the back room. oh how you showed me the path you took and how you felt no painn

ohh man. do you rember it?

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .