End of the Road
At the end of the road
He calls everyone home
And the fire will consume us
Striking through to the bone
At the end of the road
You will soon hear him call
As the congregations crumble
And the chapels will fall
And the taste on your tongue
Well it comes, yeah, it comes
With the bittersweet pang of remorse and pain
Until the judgment is made
The prosecution's won
The gavel has fallen
And justice is done
The courtroom clears
I'm left alone on the bench
My wife and children gone
Along with the defense
The bailiff leads me back to my cell
Like the riverman ferrying me to hell
I cant blame him to hate me for what I've done
I hear them whispering in the hall:
"You'll live and die by the gun"
All I can do is sit here and pray
That I'll be forgiven on Judgment Day
Tell my wife in the yard
Buried underneath the pine
There's a shoebox full of money
Of which I never earned a dime
Use it to start over
The way things should've been
Live honest, love again
Tell my wife, tell my kids
I never meant for this to happen!
When they flip the switch
Please do not stay
I couldn't bear for you
To remember me this way