This Face this Name

I'm pulled down by the groundswell I'm lost deep in this cave I grip tight to the guide rope Still praying I can change Some people swear by folk law But I think we are made of other stuff I dreamed I held the blackbird in my palm Cause to fly, that'

waiting for the train i watch for sparks again standing in the rain cross the bridge by the path that leads the way cross this mind i doubt the day again chased by the rain i chase the day away say my name 'cause i don't feel the same i need remindin