Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Find me guilty of the life I feel within.
When I'm branded this mark of shame,
should I look down, disgraced, or
straight ahead and know that you must blame.
I am the secret.
I am the sin.
I am the guilty.
And I am, I am the thorn within.
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Find me guilty when true guilt is from within.
So point your finger, point right at me.
For I am shadows and will follow you.
One and the same are we.
I am the secret.
I am the sin.
I am the guilty.
And I am, I am the thorn within.
I do your time.
I take your fall.
I'm branded guilty for us all.
So point your fingers, point right at me.
For I am shadows and will follow you.
One and the same are we.
I am your secret.
I am your sin.
I am your guilty.
And I am, I am the thorn within.
I am the thorn within.
I am the thorn within.
I am the thorn within.
Ronnie
Story starts, quiet town
Small town boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, lost his way.
Then streets of red, red I'm afraid.
There's no confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place, but,
oh my god, how it all did change.
Now they all pray, blood stain wash away.
He said, "Lost my way this bloody day. Lost my way."
I heard him. He said "Lost my way this bloody day. Lost my way."
All things wash away, but blood stained the sun red today.
I always said, "Somethin' wrong with little, strange Ronnie Long."
Never laughed, never smiled.
Talked alone for miles and miles and miles.
Gallow calls, "Son." I say, "keep your smile and laugh all day. Think once again in this boring place, for little boys how they soon change."
Now they all pray, blood stain wash away.
He said, "Lost my way this bloody day. Lost my way."
Yeah, I heard him. He said "Lost my way this bloody day. Lost my way."
All things wash away, but blood stained the sun red today.
Yeah, well, all the green things died when Ronnie moved to this place.
He said, "Don't you dare ask why I'm cursed to wear this face."
Well, now we all know why the children called him "Ronnie Frown."
When he pulled that gun from his pocket, and they all fall down, down, down.
He said, "Lost my way this bloody day. Lost my way."
Yeah, yeah, I heard him.
He screamed, "Lost my way this bloody day. Lost my way."
All things wash away but blood stained the sun red today.
Yeah.
That's right.
All things wash away.
And they all fall down, down.
But blood stained the sun today.
Yeah, yeah.
All things wash away.
And they all fall down.
But blood stained the sun today. |
