One-way road

Rain is dripping from my forhead, while streetlights break into the night.
I am on an endless train to nowhere, with only shadows left to fight.
And as I start to face the demons, that took possesion of my head.
I can feel my body burning while my skin is turning red.

I crawl down dusty streets of sorrow,
I walk down endless lanes of pain.
But although I gave it my-everything
I can’t get back again.

Back to live in greener pastures,
where all prophets see the light.
I guess I didn’t desirve Nirvana,
so all that’s left to me is fright.

LEN