Come find me Without you I'm a lost boy I'm coming because I need to find you Is anybody there who can rescue Somebody like me 'cause I'm just waiting For somebody like you, somebody like you 'Cause without you I'm a lost boy I've walked for days and

Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight We don't need no baseball bats We don't need no silver ghats But we're gonna fight tonight Put up your dukes and fight Big brother's just standing on the side Watching you flex your pride But you know if they

Coming back, I'm coming back. Alone, I fight these animals. Alone, until I get home. We ride, we ride, we ride She follows me into the woods, Takes me home. We ride it all out. We ride it all Slow, slow me down,

If we can find the light We'll make it till the dawn It'll be here before long The hammer's coming down, down This is the calm before the coming storm This is the fight that we've been waiting for If there is one thing I can promise you

Tear the bastards apart We see them coming a mile away Gathered to kill on a desolate plain No fear in our minds Pure hate in our hearts Miscalculation of our strength their bane Take us lightly and we'll make you pay Pride left them defenseless

In the dark 'Cause I will be there 'Cause if it's coming for you Then it's coming for me 'Cause we need each other in the dark So we've got each other in the dark But I will be there When it seems Like the world around you's breaking

Close your eyes, walk with me, I set you free And everything you ask for I'll find a way and I return I have to see those who do not know Rest in peace, I'm coming for you And I will be, I will be with you tonight I know what it takes to break you You

How can I fix what I fucked up? How can I, how can I Yeah, I'm in trouble, can't stop what's coming My hands are frozen into chains behind my back So please don't swallow down the key, let me out now Can't blame this one on bad luck Iced out, got hot,

I, I been gone I been gone too long singing my songs on the road. Another town, one more show and I'm coming home. Don't give a damn what these keys I hold I'm gonna knock down that front door, and I'ma find out what that house is made of. Been too many

Leave me be A snowy owl above the haunted waters Poet of ancient gods Cries to tell the never ending story Prophecy of becoming floods An aura of mystery surrounds her The lady in brightest white Soon the incarnate shall be born The Creator of the Night