Through Crooked Aim

Well, I've got trouble in mind
And Lord, it's the weak and the lonely kind
And maybe I'II do what I like
And maybe I'II throw away all that's mine, oh, oh
Oh, oh

Dark as the lows of the sea
I'm scared and aware of what hides in me
Reckless, I follow my needs
Though, I am well versed in the pain they feed, oh, oh
Oh, oh

But, I am not lost yet
Or slave to my secrets
But Lord, it ain't easy now
No, Lord, it ain't easy now

Wiser the way that it was
Better to small warmth than the bitter cost
I thought I could build my resolve
I thought that the hunger could be controlled, oh, oh
Oh, oh

But, I am not lost yet
Or slave to my secrets
But Lord, it ain't easy now
No, Lord, it ain't easy now
Lord, it ain't easy now

But, I am awake now (ah, ah)
The streets are deserted (ah, ah)
Breath in the cold air (ah, ah)
And the steps to the river (ah, ah)
The veil of deceit (ah, ah)
The head of a lion (ah, ah)
And the flotsam and jetsam (ah, ah)
And the still of the morning (ah, ah)
(ah, ah, ahh)