Murder by Death
Straight at the Sun
It's a dark road when you walk it alone
When you walk it alone
The moon is high
A hard light casts shadows in the valley tonight
I feel old, when it gets this cold
I have every reason to stay
But I gotta be on my way
The nights get longer and I run
Lower my head and go straight at the sun
To the fire
To the warmth
It's a heavy load to carry alone, carry alone
I try to speak, but my voice has gone weak
And I don't recognize the sound at all
Now the fire has gone cold
As I walk through the woods back to the road
The nights get longer and I run
Lower my head and go straight at the sun
To the fire
To the warmth
Into the fire
Straight to the heart
It's a dark road, when you walk it alone
And it gets this cold