Verse 1: E I moved myself west to find a philosophy B To learn my geography at best E Where the mountains are cold, the rain drops it's tears I'm told B Amongst the ashes a heart of gold, they say B I guess it's best to imagine it that way
So I bought me a book to teach me the ways of God
To open my tarnished heart from it
Started praising the Lord, talking in tongues and code
I did repairs on my broken road back home
I guess it's better than being alone
Chorus: E And now to death: I'm dying B To love: I'm trying A To God: I'm lying again E And to my Ma: I've failed you B To my Pa: I blamed you A And to God: I have shamed you again