This time around, as it comes so gray that my faith can't hold Haven't you heard there's a songbook in Gets my head and feet on I'll be that name that you call to claim and to hide, to hide All upon a face with a lost and strange ease to hide, to hide I don't want to tremble on these old men singing the darkest star of the night I don't want to find me laughing and marching under the cruelest side of the fight It makes me want to cry But I won't tell the half-way blues singer She'll never show me angels heading the song all the way This time around, as it comes so gray that my faith can't hold Haven't you heard there's a songbook in Gets my head and feet on I'll be that name that you call to claim and to hide, to hide All upon a face with a lost and strange ease to hide, to hide I don't want to tremble on these old men singing the darkest star of the night I don't want to find me laughing and marching under the cruelest side of the fight It makes me want to cry But I won't tell the half-way blues singer She'll never show me angels heading the song all the way Thanks for watching!