Hem

The city and the traveler

Hem
When I saw a light
Carve a crown into the quarry
Over me

I'm a king at night
And a poor man in the morning
How will anybody know me?

Hide the key in the roll-top drawer
Walk the countryside from door to door

And as morning falls
And keeps falling ever after
Bless the city and the traveler

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