[fiction] Darkside

Tell me what I'm supposed to do
With so much lost over loose ends and you
You don't know

And tell me how I'm supposed to fill
Our journey's nightmare butcher's bill
Cause you don't know

And I don't think you see the ghosts that trail me from the work undone
And I don't think you can stomach justice dispatched from a gun
And I don't know how to escape the web that gold and lies have spun
You can't solve it while we're on the run

So leave me at the dark side
Alone and free's the only way to fly
So leave me at the dark side
Alone and free's the only way to fly

And I don't think you see the ghosts that trail me from the work undone
And I can't go far enough to lose their interest in the long run
You can't solve it while we're on the run

So leave me at the dark side
Alone and free's the only way to fly
So leave me at the dark side
Alone and free's the only way to fly

And I don't think you see the ghosts that trail me from the work undone
And I don't think you can give up your old life under the sun
You can't solve it while we're on the run
So grab you're gear and run