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  1. Paths

From the recording Tainted

Lyrics

The night is chilled to a brisk, skin-crawling cold
We're looking back to a life we've long since sold
A thickness fills the air in this, our world
But on this night have our dreams been left untold?
If there were ever a time, it's probably passed
And if you kindly scrape my mind on that broken glass
I bet we'd hum the same dissatisfied tune
An old familiar whistle from me to you

Baby, give me the strength
And we'll find our way
Home
Maybe we can escape
To a life of our own
The road is empty tonight, and we're feeling alone
Maybe we escape on the path back

Calloused finger tips will point us right
And aching hearts give tips that make us fight
A fire burns, with age, an endless walk
And secret shortcuts promise one last night
If I could see the end, I'd sprint what's left
Remind my heart to beat within my chest
We're almost there, and I'm counting steps
Please make it real, so we can rest

So baby, give me the strength
And we'll find our way
Home
Maybe we can escape
To a life of our own
the road is empty tonight, and we're feeling alone
Maybe we can escape on the path back

The air has started to taste a lot like home
If we can maybe erase the life we chose
I'm thinking maybe I'll say that it's safe to hope
So, baby, give the strength
To take us home

So baby, give me the strength
And we'll find our way
Home
Maybe we can escape
To a life of our own
the road is empty tonight, and we're feeling alone
So maybe we can escape on the path back home