Cripple - Brother/Ghost

His thoughts had been let out

I could hear 'em from my bed

Outside someone was sayin'

They found him hangin' from a wade bench den

And the bottles they found

They didn’t just find one

The battling with his wife

The battling with his son

And oh

If it weren’t for my legs in time

They’d get me outside

It’d be too much for my eyes

When the police cars arrived

On our street

I couldn’t tell if it was the sirens

Or it may be the heat

That made me start prayin'

Something I don’t quite believe

Please leave me a cripple

Please leave me not

And oh

If it weren’t for my legs in time

The beauty outside

Would be too much for my eyes

And oh

If it weren’t for my legs in time

The beauty outside

Would be too much for my eyes

And oh

If it weren’t for my legs in time

The beauty outside

Would be too much for my eyes