The Begger
Plink plank rang the ears from the fruit of fallen years, as the copper struck the sole of the tin. "Thank you sir, from my heart" bleeding broken forever hoping, for the cup to flow forgiving of my sin. Give me pennies for today, give me nickels for tomorrow, give me dollars for a lifetime of pain. Give me love over lust, give me dirt over dust, give me still, the eye of hurricane.