In the Mourning - Fireball Ministry

A savior to some, a devil to many

Walk the line between only all and any

A slave to the soul of here and now

Gave up on the myth of why and how

IЂ™ll be leaving in the morning

I wouldnЂ™t have said it if it wasnЂ™t true

It came from nowhere, without a warning

The paths that crossed because of you

Only the blind could see it coming

The guessing game of what was said

The crawl it slowly turned into running

No way to know it was already dead

IЂ™ll be leaving in the morning

I wouldnЂ™t have said it if it wasnЂ™t true

It came from nowhere, without a warning

The paths that crossed because of you