Dusty boots and a broken string

The sun sets but don’t mean a thing

A pocket full of empty dreams

Life’s a joke or so it seems

A whole lot about nothing it’s all I know

Winds keep whispering but they don’t blow

Carving my name in the dirt below

A whole lot about nothing nowhere to go

Rain don’t fall where I lay my head

Counting stars from this old iron bed

Hope’s a shadow but it won’t stay fed

Feasting on crumbs of words unsaid

A whole lot about nothing it’s all I know

Winds keep whispering but they don’t blow

Carving my name in the dirt below

A whole lot about nothing nowhere to go

I chased my luck but it lost the race

Dreams got stolen without a trace

The world keeps spinning in its endless space

But I’m stuck here in this hollow place

A whistle blows from a distant train

But it don’t stop for my kind of pain

I wave goodbye like I’m insane

A ghost in the mirror again and again