Before the Fall -

To be sentenced to a life like this,

will bring you under

A glimpse of gold on crooked roads,

is lying under

As crippled as I might have been,

it’s all erased,

it’s all in the way of sympathy,

will bring you under

Compassion leads me to the scene,

that’s you been telling me,

but I belong but not whit these

I wanted to be free but not like this

And I’ll be torn in the storm as I’m walking away

don’t feel the scars, see the stars as I’m walking away

A bridge is torn by the thorn, as I’m walk in a stray

I leave the stars, for the cars as I’m walking away

And I belong, but I’m walking away

and I’ll be gone before the fall

And I belong

To be sentenced to a life like this,

will bring you under

A glimpse of gold on crooked roads,

is lying under

As crippled as I might have been,

it’s all erased,

it’s all in the way of sympathy,

will bring you under

Traps and leads in to the scene,

that’s you been telling me,

but I belong but not whit these

I wanted to be free but not like this

And I’ll be torn in the storm as I’m walking away

don’t feel the scars, see the stars as I’m walking away

A bridge is torn by the thorn, as I’m walk in a stray

I leave the stars, for the cars as I’m walking away

And I belong, but I’m walking away

and I’ll be gone before the fall

And I belong