Some Streets Will Lead Nowhere

So what of the things you held so close
and kept inside all of those years?
and what of the path you tried to keep
what's become of the angels little volunteers ?

Now you stand there alone look so surprised
waiting to hear the world's grand reply
like it ever owed us anything
a thousand words written in the blue sky

So open the doors
and let some air inside
I know it hurts like hell
the way they push you around
just when you've tried your best
seems it wasn't quite good enough
you say I miss my god
I miss my life
but some streets will lead nowhere

I cant hear what you say to me
you're shouting words I don't understand
see I was born to live this life
in seasoned clothes and of steady hand

So I'll open the doors
and let some air inside
you say it hurts like hell
the way they keep you down
when you've tried your best
seems it wasn't quite good enough
you say I miss my friends
I miss my life
but some streets will lead nowhere
you say I miss my god
I miss my life
but some streets will lead nowhere