I get to see the things chased ‘way by th’light

Still feel ‘tracted to th’part of me that’s died

Carry badge-scars with pride ‘spite hurtin’ blight

Realized in time darkness wa’n’t followin’

But the sun was casting shadows ‘bout me

Watchers in the stones and walls and curtain

Blocking Ra’s ripples in the sky ‘bove me

I’m taking a break from things I love

To find a reason for the things I hate

I’m wanting a way to the light

To have a thing I’ll call my own

It’s getting hot in here, my home

It’s getting colder in hell

Rocking along the beat I hear in my head

Prayin’ “oh God, don’t e’er take ‘way this tune”

Knowin’ why these rhythms ‘ll ne’er lay dead

Lest the sun rise ‘pon the dark side of th’moon

Music moves like the wind sways the forest

A talented sound like th’most nat’ral scene

A quiet path outside the noise is best

To list’n to th’godsong in my ‘phones, serene

In good music, good company,

In good places, good food

There is the peace I want most

But the high road has its rough patches and sharp turns

I’m taking a break from things I love

To find a reason for the things I hate

I’m wanting a way to the light

To have a thing I’ll call my own

It’s getting hot in here, my home

It’s getting colder in hell

All ‘long hist’ry people ‘bused their power

Proved aft’rall we’re not worth our weight in dust

But ‘spite all th’bad and ugly in what’s ours

There’s still some purpose in all us been trust’

I’ve concluded that we don’t move backward

We just don’t know where we’re heading all th’time

We’ll find it’s no surprise at th’end of th’road

Th’reason we di’n’t know was we b’lieved in time

Walking ‘round in night time has its plus side

I get to see the things chased ‘way by th’light

Still feel ‘tracted to th’part of me that’s died

Carry badge-scars with pride ‘spite hurtin’ blight

Toss down a cola and dose up with th’feine

Heart’s tired from trekkin’ with more’n my own weight

Looking at a pair of old hands only nineteen

Beatin’ back the number that taught man t’hate

Walking ‘round in darkness

Creatures come out in the night

Return to the side of the north

Remembering fight or flight

It’s getting hot in here, my home

It’s getting colder in hell