On Your Way - Corrosion of Conformity

On your way back to earth, assigned another birth

On your way back to dawn, the last will now be first

Searching for for what’s already your’s, already your possession

They have no answers, one is the soul, nothing to offer they have cast all

their stones

They have cast all their stones

In primate fear assign the blame that their scarecrows may lead them

In suspicion might have lost their way, trust in those that came to prey

Searching for for what’s already your’s, already your possession

They have no answers, one is the soul, nothing to offer they have cast all

their stones

They have cast all their stones

I you knew at the dawn what was know by night, the same bad cards other side

Twist up another metaphor, unite in fear painted up as bravery

No recollection of connection, come before, return again

Many beginnings from many ends, ripples of disruption

Searching for for what’s already your’s, already your possession

They have no answers, one is the soul, nothing to offer…