The Reckoning

Goin' to California

Suitcase in my hands

Never run away a boy

When you can walk away a man

Pride it comes to find you

In your hopes and in your dreams

Like a thief who tells his lover

He’s got one last thing.

Cause I can see the shadows

At the foot of my door

I can see the faces

That don’t doubt us anymore

I can see it coming

I pray I don’t go blind

In the middle of our reckoning time

Easy is a refuge

And it’s an easy place to be

But when the sun shines on you

What will the whole world think

Cause I can see the shadows

At the foot of my door

I can see the faces

That don’t doubt us anymore

I can see it coming

I pray I don’t go blind

In the middle of our reckoning time

Woah

Woah

In the middle of our reckoning time

The nature of the broken

Spirit of the chosen

We stand alone

A journey through the purpose

The weight of when it’s worthless

The roads don’t show

In the middle of our reckoning time

Goin’ to California

Suitcase in my hands

Never run away a boy

When you can walk away a man