Horse and Cart

The moon has blocked the sun

That I havent seen for days

It walks the street as the chimneys burn

Ill drink some beer as to find my wayMy way home, my way home

My way home, my way homeThe streets were made for horse and cart

They talk to mine behind close doors

Stood in the rain to feel the part

This maze I stand of concrete wallsMy way home, my way home

My way home, my way homeSuspicious corpse without a face

The screen lights a hidden dim

This black hawk cant find its place

Through the night we swimMy way home, my way home

My way home, my way home