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Brad Parent- Solo Recordings 87-93 |
PathsLyrics by Brad Parent
Another day gone by, it cuts just like a knife and you know how it feels: Can't seem to fit the pieces of my life into anything that's real. If I could reach out and touch the sky, if I could hold the sea, then could I begin to fill the emptiness, Can no one hear my plea?
The paths I walk are so many roads to nowhere and the signs so many lies. Lord the rocks they hurt, my feet they bleed, and the sun it blinds my eyes. I stumble on down paths that only I can travel, how far to go I cannot tell. And in my head the visions of the places I've been, and the pain I know so well.
The paths I walk are so many roads to nowhere and the signs so many lies. Lord the rocks they hurt, my feet they bleed, and the sun it blinds my eyes. A simple man I am, all that I ask is living and the knowledge of my soul, it spurs me on, it keeps me going; Life's a tale that must be told. |