Looking past the edge of moonlight, hoping for the break of day
Seeing only cracks in sidewalks, not the paved city way
Looking down this road to glory in a car designed to fail
Breathing cold winds of freedom while my mind remains in jail
Looking past the edge of moonlight, hoping for the break of day
Seeing only cracks in sidewalks, not the paved city way
Looking down this road to glory in a car designed to fail
Breathing cold winds of freedom while my mind remains in jail
With a strong, steady tailwind, all I see is pouring rain
A victim of a brutal mindset, walks this lonely son of shame
Because the grass is always greener, I will sit here in my pain
Looking at the wealth around me
Woe is me, this son of shame
Well, it’s pouring snow on the outside, but all I’m seeing is the slush
Looking at the wealth around me, but just thinking I ain’t got much
I’m that man that’s prone to worry in that far off glory land
Who do I think I’m kidding, no one cares or understands
With a strong, steady tailwind, all I see is pouring rain
A victim of a brutal mindset, walks this lonely son of shame
Because the grass is always greener, I will sit here in my pain
Looking at the wealth around me
Woe is me, this son of shame
And then I start to wonder about all that I’ve been through
I opened up my eyes and see that every day is new
I consider all my ways, the paths that I’ve pursued
Man, I’m so ashamed as I sit here with a life misused
With a mountain set before me, all I see is victory
But I know there’s someone out there, and His mind remains on me
Says the Father o’er his children, "It was for you that I came,
You’re the apple of my eye, son, my precious son of shame
Shame, son of shame
Shame, son of shame"
