Walking in My Shoes

<< >> Alone clock screaming while the world sleeps tight. Graveyard shift,

yeah, I live at night. Fourteen days straight, no time to

breathe. Coffee in my veins, hope in my tea.

Hands stay shaking but the work gets done. Miss a few dinners,

miss the setting sun. Got kids back home counting on me.

So I punch that clock like destiny. Faith in my pocket,

weight of my hand. Trying to be more than a tired man.

I'm walking in my shoes. Doing what I gotta do. Fourteen nights in