Look at me, I want all eyes to see
The patience I display with the faith that I am placing
In the process of erasing
All these years we pissed away
Waiting for a better day
And I have found that healing won't begin
Until you start to hate the sinner
And learn to love the sin
All the broken-hearted androids on my street
Would most likely agree to disagree
Stumbling over crawling pilgrims
Stumbling over crawling pilgrims
On my way
On my way
And these are not the words you came to hear
But I am not the same sad man you came to know
Back in the days we were low,
It seems 100,000 days ago
Come count the ways that I have grown
And this is all a bittersweet mirage
And I am but a figment of a memory of a fiction
Brought on by all the friction
You imagined in your head
Back when we were all so well-read
Stumbling over crawling pilgrims
Stumbling over crawling pilgrims
On my way
On my way
Here, today, you're editing your past
Burning up your history and sweeping up the ash
Like you're taking out the trash
That lines the walls inside your mind
A tomb of all you leave behind
And I will stand from time to time alone
Wounded and admonished, not yet broken or undone
Only temporarily stunned
And by the time I hit the wall
There will be nowhere left to fall
Stumbling over crawling pilgrims
Stumbling over crawling pilgrims
On my way to an early grave