Young Pilgrims (2023 Remaster)

A cold and wet November dawn

And there are no barking sparrows

Just emptiness to dwell upon

I fell into a winter slide

And ended up the kind of kid who goes down

Chutes too narrow

Just eking out my measly pipes

But I learned fast how to keep my head up, 'cause I

Know there is this side of me that

Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot, and just

Fly the whole mess into the sea

Another slow train to the coast

Some brand new gory art from way on high

I sink and then I swim all night

I watch the ice melt on the glass

While the eloquent young pilgrims pass

And leave behind their trail

Imploring us all not to fail

Of course, I was raised to

Gather courage from those

Lofty tales, so tried and true, and

If you're able I'd suggest it, 'cause this

Modern thought can get the best of you

This rather simple epitaph

Can save your hide, your fallen mind

Fate isn't what we're up against

There's no design, no flaw to find

There's no design, no flaw to find

But I learned fast, how to keep my head up, 'cause I

Know I got this side of me that

Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot, and just

Fly the whole mess into the sea