No Certain Night or Morning

Rays of hope are spinnin' The wheels again pullin' the Buckets up droppin' em down and Then fillin' up with Wine it's toastin' Time maybe we will maybe we won't but maybe we will rays of hope are spinnin The wheels around pullin' the Buckets up dropp

There is a helpless need for human touch We are smashed beneath On hands and knees, pleading And it's easier to look away And it's easier to believe what they say That you might see my side and for a minute give in That we are weak and we are sufferi