I watched the colors fade to gray, as all my tears got in the way, my feelings paralyzed me, but then i learned to walk away [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/berman/this_life.html ]
The Son has left these scars, from forty days of wandering, the little picture on my mirror, is calling me back home, the folded paper in my pocket is what i can't let go of, but i was never made, to live this life i can't call my own
The man behind the mask, is sellin' second chances in a pill, i have to choose between a savior, or a midnight miracle
