Album: The Hope Six Demolition Project (2016)

Dollar, Dollar

The boy stares through the glass
He's saying dollar dollar
Three lines of traffic past
We're trapped inside our car

His voice says dollar dollar
I turn to you to ask
For something we could offer
Three lines of traffic past
We pull away so fast

All my words get swallowed
In the rear view glass
A face pock-marked and hollow
He's saying dollar dollar

I can't look through or past
A face saying dollar dollar
A face pock-marked and hollow
Staring from the glass