I�m a pilgrim on this onward story, passing by the slow and stale.
Walking past the crowded masses with eyes so cold and pale.
I will go the way very few have gone before me. Past the day, I want so much more.
Some spend their time calling out what others have said.
The day will rise and fall again, or so I have read.
I will do, not weep, past all this false critique.
My joy is my strength, I�ll ask for nothing more.
I�ll do, not weep, past all this false critique.
The stonewall faces, I�ll be kicking down their door.
I will go the way of the sun. And I will go the way of the sun.
So, my love, come and take my hand walking down this road.
I believe in a foreign land better than we know.
Where we stand secure knowing pain is not our story.
We�ll walk through rain, through the shadow of death.
Pressing on through times full of violent thunderstorming.
No pulling punches through all of this mess.
I will go the way of the sun. And I will go the way of the sun.
And I will go the way of the sun. And I will go the way of the sun.
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I will go the way of the sun. And I will go the way of the sun.
And I will go the way of the sun. And I will go the way of the sun.
Come, my son, carry my advice from all that I�ve been through.
You�ll never get nowhere in life if you can�t follow through.