The Forked Road

You can go

Out on your own,

They can take

That forked road.

Oh, I'll fill their shoes,

I tried out all their moves.

God, I'm trapped,

I'm on the moon

On my own...

I'm the master pretender,

I'm wearing his face,

I'm wearing his ring,

All hail the king.

You don't know,

What I'm yet to be.

Oh, you'll see...

Paving is laid

On that forked road.

I'll take your coat,

Then I'll take your cane.