Throw away your anger,
Throw away the sheath,
Charge and spike your heavy guns
Because that ain't no kind of belief
Dream of where it left you
When you were still too young
To know the difference between the faith in your heart
And the politics of looking dumb

And yeah, it's all I know
This empty road
It keeps me looking for a place in your heart
It's all, I know

Said brother are you weary?
Said sister are you safe?
Has this world got you thinking
That it ain't nothing but jailers cage?
Well child there ain't no worries
And child it ain't no thing
Because this world's too old to hate you
And too young to give up spring

And yeah, it's all I know
This empty road
It keeps me looking for a place in your heart (x3)
It's all I know. (x3)

Writer : GOOD, MATTHEW
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing