"There's no place for me"

A man of nowhere, a man of black heart from the dead end streets

"Regret runs through me"

I am no one, I am nothing, I am a man of defeat

"What's left for me? What's left for me?"

Thought of those open roads, his mother praying all alone

That vagrant anthem and the field sung hymns

The cowardice forever following him

"What's left, what's left for me?

The world has turned it's back on me"

"There's no place for me

A sullen walk to the chapel stairs

Regret runs through me

A hard pull on that white oak door to face up those fears"

"There's no place for me"

"What brings you here my son?"

"I've been a horrible man

I killed my father, I killed my brother

I left my mother in your God's hands"

"Clasp your hands and count your sins

Kneel at the pew until the sermon begins

No judgment cast down this day, we'll set you free

You are forgiven my son, you are blessed and redeemed

You have found absolution here son, but only from me"

"What's left, what's left for me?"

A sullen walk to the steeple top to look over the city

He carves his name in that old brass bell

So when it rings he can hear it in hell

One last look to that western sky

One last wish he could have changed his life

"I ain't, ain't no wicked man"

He let his fleet slip from under him, unwanted