Shadows fall behind me
cast from the street lights over head
Acquainted with the night
I let it take me where I'm led
I see the Christmas lights
In nearly every window
Festive melancholy
It just doesn't feel the same
Walking on
Hanging on
Rolling on
I am Godless
Apartments rise above me
There was a park when we were young
A church on every corner
Public execution
A sign up in the window
Junk for sale that never sells
The sky blue Commodore
chocked up in the yard
Walking on
Hanging on
Rolling on
I am Godless
I feel some old desire
Dragging out like bulldog tide
The dry stone finds the water
Every hundred year
Look me in the eyes and tell me
this is what you always wanted
Now I think I should surrender
It's gone on far too long
Walking on
Hangin on
Rolling on
I am Godless