Crooked Lanes

Crooked lanes I been seeing
Crooked roads fade to blurry lines
You can lay me down at the end of em'
When I've grown too tired to fight
This courthouse looked so different
When we were married and you once wore white
Guess the cold winds of winter were bound to blow in time

For you're not the only one going through hell on fire
You're not the only one walking on a bed of coals
You're already surrounded by the gospel of a sinful choir
That God only knows

If it was all straight and narrow
Then the answers you seek might not be clear
There's an angel on your shoulder and a devil in your ear
Burned all those keepsakes for my sake and nothing else
We'll meet again one day but its a swing for the mission bell

For you're not the only one going through hell on fire
You're not the only one walking on a bed of coals
You're already surrounded by the gospel of a sinful choir
That God only knows

Crooked lanes I been seeing
Crooked roads fade to blurry lines
You can lay me down at the end of em'
When I've grown too tired to fight