It feels like my poor heart is filled with lead
  My feet they drag slow below me
  Keep my hat pushed down tight here upon my head
  As I lean long into the cold
  Four directions lie before me
  Though I?ve yet to make my choice
  All I need out in the darkness
  Is the sound of one friendly voice
  It seems I'm surrounded by strangers
  Though I know most of them by their name
  You might run while the bridge burns right behind you
  But the ashes on your feet will still remain
  Share my water and my bread with you brother
  Friend you can warm your bones by my fire
  I got a woman that I love and she lays beside me
  The fruit of that love grows deep inside