I had a shinny nickel spinning on a dime
The man here with a sickle- said I’m out of time
Standing in his shadow- he is examining my pain
Death said don’t be fickle-you’re not the only one to blame
Most here are sinners- that play this human hunger game
The way most humans play it- is what is causing all the pain
Humans are just caged spirits -with lessons to be learned
The stairway to heaven- is down from high above
Lay low your bundle of sorrows -misery and pain
The reaper concedes-and the LORD hath decreed
You will go to paradise on high-sinners can be saints
GOD sees which Human hearts-are full of love & grace
If I we’re you-here’s what I’d do
Get the shiny nickel-and find a dime
it\'s to make some change
Take the shinny nickel-and spin it on the dime
This broken world live in-is running out of time
the man here with sickle-just might have you on his mind?