From the recording Personal Mythology

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Lyrics

On Pilgrims Way
 
In my dream, I won’t let you go
I pull you close, we take it slow
There’s plenty of time
To get to where we want to be
Another day
 
On Pilgrims Way
 
The fallen leaves were crimson red
A makeshift pillow for your head
They did all they could
But you were too far gone
I’m afraid
 
On Pilgrims Way
 
There’s no point in hiding
There’s nowhere to run
The turns get even tighter
And hedges block the sun
When that Rough God goes riding
He’s riding out today
 
On Pilgrims Way
 
There’s a little white cross, and a sad bouquet
Words of comfort, fading away
No time to stop, and read what they say
You’re running late
 
On Pilgrims Way
 
Now there’s no point in praying
And there’s nothing to say
There’s only this feeling
Of being betrayed
 
On Pilgrims Way