Group Therapy

(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker)

All of our lives, we spend watching with covered eyes in a world gone blind.
All of the evil, man against man, only out for himself.
How much more can we stand?

And we pray for forgiveness at the end of the night,
Cus' it makes us feel better when we turn out the light.
But if the world starts to crumble,
Then i'll know i was right all along.

All of those lies, keep breading from greed.
Is it too late to start to change our ways
And open our hearts to the truth, to the people in need?
We paint pretty pictures to cover the things we don't want to see.
But how can we ignore the call, oh lord, of a brother crying out in misery?

(chorus)

There must be a way to answer the call.
If you're listening, then answer the call.
It's gonna take more than a miracle.
It's gonna take us all to start listening and answer the call.

Instrumental!!

(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker)

If you want to see hell, there's a place you can go.
Take a little ride down cc road.
Deep in the sticks in the full moonlight,
An old church glows in the dead of night.
Now billy you should know,
If you go down there you might lose your soul.
The legend you've heard, it ain't just lies.
Take my word, you better think twice.

Billy don't you go down cc road.

Well here's the story and it ain't too pretty.
You better sit down and listen to me.
The devils children came on night to that holy place for a sacrifice.
They took the lord's cross, turned it upside down,
Drove it like a stake, claimed it lucifer's ground.
The legend you heard, it ain't no lies.
If you go down there, you might pay the price.

Billy don't you go down cc road.

Billy, whatcha lookin' for?
What do you want to see?
Has curiosity got the best of you?
Billy, what's it gonna be?
Do you want to say you saw it all?
Are you trying to prove you are a man?
You're playing with the devil's fire.
I hope that you understand.
But if you're going down there, i can't let you go alone.
I'll show you the way, just pray we make it home.

(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker)

It's been almost a year ago, that i felt that cold wind blow.
Swept in, took a friend, stole him from my life.
Left me standin' broken down, alone and mystified.

Sometimes i stare into the heavens, up into the star lit sky.
Wondering if there's someone out there,
Watching over all of us, with a place for you and i.

(chorus)

What happens when the lights go out?
Is there something more to find?
Or will we be just memories left behind in time?
Is there an answer?
Or must we wait, until we fade into the darkness,
Into the final resting place?

If my time should come tomorrow,
Will there be a path to follow?
If my time should come tomorrow,
Will i see a friendly face?

If there was just a way i could find some kind of rhyme
To the questions (ooh ooh) that echo in my mind.
Is there an answer?
Or must we wait until we fade, into the darkness,
Into the final resting place?

Is there an answer?
Or must we wait until we fade into the final resting place?