Slippin' Through The Cracks

Like the salt of the earth, spilt upon a worn wooden floor
 Falling through the cracks, to a place you can't find it anymore
 You could take a pinch of it and give a lucky toss
 Smile at the madness as you ain't got no loss
 Paper bags and memory lanes
 Who's dreams are flying all to rest
 He just can't put his finger on the feeling that he lacks
 A spirit too disposable, recycled and cut back
 From tradition to a mission, he's the greatest
 Slippin' through the cracks
 Working in the big time, got so many ions in the fire
 A resiviore of angry cars downing in the highway of desire
 There's a worth of information down that road that we all need
 Praying on the ignorance, selfishness and greed
 Looking for directions on a road that offers little guaranteed
 He looks on and he wonders if he'll ever be apart
 Is he the hunter or the hunted?
 Confusion in his heart
 Tears of desperation just get washed away they're just
 Slippin' through the cracks
 He just can't put his finger on the feeling that he lacks
 A spirit too disposable, recycled and cut back
 From tradition to a mission, he's the greatest and just
 Slippin' through the cracks
 He's slippin' through the cracks
 Slippin' through the cracks
 (x4)