Six rows down from the preacher
Holding my head in my hands
I've never been on your level
But I can rise to my feet on command
So wrap me in the angel's wings
Embrace me where I stand
And I think I'm ready to go again
I think I'm ready to go again
You laid flowers down at the service
On the land where you used to play
You're chasing ghosts on the sidewalk
You just can't turn away
So I'll find you there in the open air
Pacing 'round the bend
And I think I'm ready to go again
I think I'm ready to go again
I've let myself grow closer
To an unfamiliar fear
I've closed my eyes to the breaking dawn
Barreling ever near
And my road-worn, stateless heart
Could tell you just how long it's been
But I think I'm ready to go again
I think I'm ready to go again