The Maiden Name Songtext
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Following those animal tracks to wane
the roar of the city sounds,
the forest's deepening dark.
Grew over the path that reveals the corpse,
the chorus of crows was shrill -
but the silence between was worse.
Hear the shadows like a valley,
and chaos is the thing that reigns.
the roar of the city sounds,
the forest's deepening dark.
Grew over the path that reveals the corpse,
the chorus of crows was shrill -
but the silence between was worse.
Hear the shadows like a valley,
and chaos is the thing that reigns.
So if you came looking for salvation
you'd better go the other way.
You'd better turn back the way that you came.
How can you give up the maiden name?
You'll never give up your blood,
or convince yourself that you're good.
Now, everybody wants a piece of your soul
- it's something that they can't own.
They only know of you what they're shown.
You're born to roam
and you'll roam forever,
no matter how you try to stay.
But if you came looking for your freedom
you'd better go the other way.
You'd better turn back the way that you came.
Blood and broken glass on the streets, and names even escape me now -
they were all lost in the crowd.
I was walking in a daze, the day the dust
cleared I could see the street,
and all outsides and in betweens.
In summer heat,
Hell surrounds you.
and "too late"s always the time of day.
So if you came looking for a reason,
you'd better go the other way.
You'd better turn back the way that you came.
you'd better go the other way.
You'd better turn back the way that you came.
How can you give up the maiden name?
You'll never give up your blood,
or convince yourself that you're good.
Now, everybody wants a piece of your soul
- it's something that they can't own.
They only know of you what they're shown.
You're born to roam
and you'll roam forever,
no matter how you try to stay.
But if you came looking for your freedom
you'd better go the other way.
You'd better turn back the way that you came.
Blood and broken glass on the streets, and names even escape me now -
they were all lost in the crowd.
I was walking in a daze, the day the dust
cleared I could see the street,
and all outsides and in betweens.
In summer heat,
Hell surrounds you.
and "too late"s always the time of day.
So if you came looking for a reason,
you'd better go the other way.
You'd better turn back the way that you came.
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