To the way things might have been
To roads that never end
Why do we all pretend?
Through a pane of colored glass
I watch as chances pass
Knowing they won't last
[chorus]
So why's the road become so narrow?
Maybe I'm a broken arrow
Falling slightly down to nowhere
Take me now if only somewhereIn a sky of scattered blues
I watch them break in two
The way I used to do
From a sea of wasted rhyme
I ask myself sometimes
Are any thoughts really mine?
[chorus]
To nowhere down
| 1 | It's O.K |
| 2 | Walking On My Grave |
| 3 | Dead Moon Night |
| 4 | D.O.A. |
| 5 | Somewhere Far Away |
| 6 | Running Out Of Time |
| 7 | 40 Miles Of Bad Road |
| 8 | Don't Burn The Fires |
| 9 | I Hate The Blues |
| 10 | Killing Me |