The Emptiness Of Spirit

The Emptiness Of Spirit Lyrics

How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man - and if it
Isn't good i understand - with different rights - the days to settle down,
To hear what's going low - there's a bitter old ghost and a side trail every
Morning - how many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man - and
When it comes to this - easily for those with beer, honey - waiting - the
Days to settle down, to hear what's going low - and it's in the wind - the
Spirit blowing the answer to an asshole's face - not to swear for nothing,
In synchronicity that's even still perfect - there's a bitter old ghost and
A side trail every morning