-verse 1-
october wind, chills his skin,
he walks home alone.
a tiny house, a loving wife,
hands worked to the bone.
but he don't mind his humble life,
in this rundown town.
to be a sun,
a ray of one,
like he's always done.
-chorus-
and it's alright...
to be there where he's always been.
he'll live to light,
this dark town he's in.
-verse 2-
the clock strikes old,
on his achy bones,
his final setting sun.
and so he rests on an unfamiliar bed,
and smiles to the lord, his love.
-chorus-
and it's alright...
to be there where he's always been.
he lived to light,
this dark town of sin.
-interlude-
and so he leaves, and he breathes,
a soul so full of his crown...
a life that was spent, in being content
in the midst of a
rundown town...
-end-
a life that was spent,
in being content in a
in a rundwon town.