Texty: Angus And Julia Stone. Down The Way. Black Crow.

:
Eyes from the free,
Take me down the way.
Red riders of the dark,
Help me through this maze.

Do you know, mister, of this place?
Do you know, mister, No time to waste.

Wont you help me be on my way?
Wont you help me be on my way?
So i can set me free.

Saw murder in her eyes,
The dark of a thousand crows.
Cold thriller in disguise,
Blue shadows stitched to her toes.

Do you know, mister, of this face?
Do you know, mister, No time to waste.

Wont you help me be on my way?
Wont you help me be on my way?
So i can set me free.

There's propergand for every man,
On the paper stand, you know.
When will the spinsters face,
Let give that twist of grace you know?

Do you know, mister, of this place?
Do you know, mister, No time to waste.

Wont you help me be on my way?
Wont you help me be on my way?
So i can set me free.


(Thanks to Ebony for these lyrics)