The streets you're walking on
A thousand houses long
Well, that's where I belong
And you belong with me.
It's dark
It's dark where the roses grow
There's something that you should know
Before you see the light
It's dark
It's dark where the roses grow
There's places I have to go
Before I see the light
The further I run
The more than I've become
Weightless and numb to the hurting
Worries and fears hold no gravity here
It's the only place
It all makes sense to me
Love may still alive,
somewhere someday,
where they're downing only deer
a hundred steel towns away.
He that comes first to the hill may sit where he will.
Sometimes, getting lost will lead you to some special views.