[Lyric] Song for Moises (Decatur)

[?] broken and desolate
It's hard without being somewhat in it
Close calls between marked cars
Losing sense in what reality really means
And it is not that hard to forget
When you make concerns
Or where you gonna eat and sleep next
Wander around a block seventy times a night
Wonder if you've got or even give a shit to send a searchlight

Oh, howl into the wind
Let the cold air rush through your skin