Bread Crumbs

There is a corner
 Somewhere off Broadway
 There was a story, never told
 I was the ears
 When the first time it opened
 63 years, like dirty gold
 He sang like the angels heard him, oh
 God, tell me it's over
 This life on my shoulder
 Is killing my soul
 Bread crumbs on a lonely
 Street, they don't own me
 They're making me stone
 He spoke of the water
 His faith and his daughter
 His answers and questions of the war
 Said when he was younger
 His dreams were his heartland
 He can't find his way back anymore
 And then, like a prayer, he left me, oh
 God, tell me it's over
 This life on my shoulder
 Is killing my soul
 Bread crumbs on a lonely
 Street, they don't own me
 They're making me stone
 Somedays, I am restless
 For why? My best guess
 Is there's a message to impart
 I'll always remember
 More than an ember
 One lonely sailor in my heart
 A shout from the mouth, all I hear, oh
 God, tell me it's over
 This life on my shoulder
 Is killing my soul
 Bread crumbs on a lonely
 Street, they don't own me
 They're making me stone
 God, tell me it's over
 This life on my shoulder
 Is killing my soul, soul
 Bread crumbs on a lonely
 Street, they don't own me
 But they're making me stone, yeah