Michael McGuire Way Of Mary
Bring me down in ashes Just leave me where I lay Hold me won't you scold me Try to wash away the pain Cursing my addictions Consequences burn the lies Cryin' while I'm slidin' Still I'm dyin' in your eyes Holy patterns shattered Golden chains have come undone My best guess was laid to rest And buried in the sun Shadows of the East are slowly Pulling me within Once again I've found the end As someplace to begin Medicine I find Will help your soul to see Yearn to burn until we learn Exactly what we need The price you pay for psychedalia Leaves us on our own No one knows just where it goes But we go there all alone Way of Mary Way of Mary