Letra de Grey Highway

How can the coast always withstand the tide? How can the sun be so lonely but shine so bright? We came here from Brooklyn We came to start over A life in the gutter waiting to get wet Though I'm a poor man My time here is rich I saw a bluebird on the grey highway He was the fortunate one As gamblers and bankers and architects Raced against time I watched them go by Though I'm a blind man I never needed my eyes Though the light's fading I've still got my mind Through all the ages and the arches of time All the cathedrals, their bells will ring You might push us down But we'll never stop singing.