Last Ditch by Walkabouts
This is the last ditch ever I dug
Once there were motives but they have been lost
Dig through the sand still you end at the rock
This is the ditch that I dug
These are the blankets that we should have worn
Now marrow is soaking and taken with cold
Us rag and bone merchants have just greed to lose
This is the ditch that I dug
The ditch it lies empty and waits for your laugh
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