Earner by Keating

Runners, they light the way
The life on the wall erupts of a magistrate
Mother with morning bread
The sign on the wall says you’ve known where you’ve always been

The way that you are making all your friends
Father your light is full
The way that you talk is cleverer than cool

Earner the master trade
Your light is burning and making everything fake
Brother what do you need of me
The sign never told you everything was free

Money the cost is frayed
It burns in the pockets of every single man
Urn is such a nasty word
To wait for the sound of everyone to burn
To Burn...

• Alternative
• alternative pop
• folk
• piano
• singer-songwriter
• Columbus