Shoveling sons Songtext

Shoveling sons keeping us awake
Into the night's misfortunes we fade
Giving the lands only fair ride
Shoveling sons are marching away

And you never will be confused by the few who ride down
the only road paved by dead souls

Shoveling sons keeping good time
Digging the holes where others reside
Fortunate sons keeping us awake
Into the night's misgivings we fake

And you never will be confused by the few who ride down
the only road paved by dead souls
And they never will credit you on the few times you ride
the only road worth your time

Shoveling sons
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