Empty House

Glinting gems in the concrete I paved

One every couple of feet

They got mixed up in the lime and the sand

Nobody noticed but me

How could one little speck make a difference to the rest?

Well it doesn't, no one cared except me.

I paid my debt to the hotel unknown

I drove so far out of funds

They kept me up, a family untied

I shared a wall and a secret

I can tell you this much

There is no love when bankrupt

Just an empty, gutted house and a grave

I got this limp from a favor I did

Some folks don't like charity

Copper pipe is worth more than you'd think

There ain't no point blaming me

How could one little speck make a difference to the rest?

Well it doesn't, never will, just like me.