Glinting gems in the concrete I paved
They got mixed up in the lyme and the sand
How could one little speck
Make a difference to the rest
Well it doesn't, no one cared
I payed my debt to the hotel unknown
I drove so far, out of funds
They kept me up, a family untied
I shared their wall and their secret
There is no love when bankrupt
Just an empty gutted house
I got this limp from a favor I did
Some folks don't like charity
Copper pipe is worth more than you'd think
There ain't no point blaming me
How could one little speck
Make a difference to the rest
Well it doesn't, no one cared
How could one little speck
Make a difference to the rest
Well it doesn't, no one cared
How could one little speck
Make a difference to the rest
Well it doesn't, never will
WRITERS
BRANDON YOUNG, JONATHAN JAMESON, KELLY WINRICH, MATTHEW VASQUEZ, WILL MCLAREN