"There's no place for me"
A man of nowhere, a man of black heart from the dead end streets
"Regret runs through me"
I am no one, I am nothing, I am a man of defeat

"What's left for me? What's left for me?"

Thought of those open roads, his mother praying all alone
That vagrant anthem and the field sung hymns
The cowardice forever following him

"What's left, what's left for me?
The world has turned it's back on me"

"There's no place for me
A sullen walk to the chapel stairs
Regret runs through me
A hard pull on that white oak door to face up those fears"

"There's no place for me"

"What brings you here my son?"
"I've been a horrible man
I killed my father, I killed my brother
I left my mother in your God's hands"
"Clasp your hands and count your sins
Kneel at the pew until the sermon begins
No judgment cast down this day, we'll set you free
You are forgiven my son, you are blessed and redeemed
You have found absolution here son, but only from me"
"What's left, what's left for me?"
A sullen walk to the steeple top to look over the city
He carves his name in that old brass bell
So when it rings he can hear it in hell
One last look to that western sky
One last wish he could have changed his life
"I ain't, ain't no wicked man"
He let his fleet slip from under him, unwanted