When I reach the crossroads in life.
Where left is wrong and right is right.
Good and Evil both tugging on me so tight.
Will I see it comin'?
The season's change like the color draining from my face.
At the end.
When all the things that used to matter no longer haunt me.
When the darkness of this life fades to black.
Will I finally see the light?
Or was it all just one big lie?
When the drummer of my heart stops drummin.
Will I see it comin'?
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