Last Of The Hand-Me-Downs

in the light that you borrowed
 for a look down the dark road
 you were young and you shown it
 just a taste and you blown it
 and the current is fixed
 and will carry you
 to the point where you left it
 and right on through
 i had a chain and a bicycle
 and i rode all the way into town
 with only an ancient photograph
 i kept just to carry around
 and everybody there was naked
 and why would you listen to me
 with the hand you were led in
 in the dress that you bled in
 touched my face and called me handsome
 and then asked me to drink some
 of that unholy concoction
 that will burn you through
 and you know that it's poison
 but it's honey too
 i was a basket of bones
 when i dragged all the way in to town
 with only my boxful of coins
 to scatter all over the ground
 and everybody there was laughing
 and why would you listen to me
 i had a handful of stones
 i hauled all the way into town
 to carry when i was alone
 culled from the last of the hand-me-downs
 but everybody there was lovely
 but why would you listen to me