I heard you tellin' lies I heard you say you weren't born of our blood I know we're the the crooked kind But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows Some get dealt simple hands Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn But all folks are damaged goods It

We are reborn When darkness falls (when darkness falls) A dream since the the fall of man Your tongue They do deceive you I stand firm in my solidarity The The path I walk (the path I walk)

We live, we love, we lie Hello, hello Is this a place that I call home To find what I've become Walk along the the path unknown Deep in the the dark I don't need the the light There's a ghost inside me It all belongs to the the other side (We live, we love, we lie)

Alive or dead, but not dead yet Widdershins and hence we fly The The left hand path Attract a wicked mind The The path I walked is now covered in dust of contrition as you say I've lost my way The The nights getting clouded over I hear the the echo of your call

No more walks in the the wood The The trees have all been cut down And where once they stood Not even a wagon rut appears along the the path Low brush is taking over This is the the aftermath Of afternoons in the the clover fields Where we once made love Then wandered home

By the the rivers of my mem'ry It's knowing that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowing I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the

It's time to move on and just walk away I'm out of my fucking mind Stay out of my fucking way Did I take the the right path? I don't know, but I'm lovin' everything All the the hearts that I have broken All the the lies I've left unspoken But in the the end we'll be

In these desperate times. This I plead. When all else fails remember me. Time and time again I stand at the the crossroad. Where the the weight of my burden eclipses my resolve. This broken path I've chosen, I walk it alone. Though I feel forgotten, you've

Through a dark and desolate valley he walks Pale, flickering fires light the the way Along an ice cold river lies his path The sky is of darkest grey A cold wind pierce through his bones And the the sharp rocks cut his feet His clothes and skin are ripped by

A little bit of sympathy See and let yourself be seen Little bit of sympathy The The light is strong and the the man is weak And the the world walks in between So rise above on the the wings of love So fill your cup and drink it on up For tomorrow never comes If you