It'll be a long time I know
Before it shows
And I'm happy again
Before we go
I've tried everything I know
And yet it seems the only way to go
Is down the road
Into black
And then maybe
I will find my peace
Or at least
A piece of it
The emptiness has grown so cold
And they've left me all alone
With the rest of the world
And my weary mind
I've played the fool's hand I know
But is there no mercy for those
Who just can't deal
With growing old
But still maybe
I will find my peace
Or at least
A piece of it
I cried for my freedom to come
But she only sat playing dumb
And then I woke up
And she was gone
So I feebly remain
With my eyes drenched and drained
As the only victim
To my victimless crime
But still I pray
That I may find my peace
Or at least
A piece of it