Brent Beamer

Stare into the sunlight

As you work your hands to the bone

You work to give them everything

That they take for granted

I wish that this mattered

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And you work your life away

Just to own a home, that you don't even own

Hard work don't pay off

I wish that this mattered

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Turn a wrench before the daylight breaks

Your hands made of stone

Your support won't mean much when she needs attention

I wish that this mattered

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Mind over matter