I am coming to the end of this road My cursed hands they are worn and swollen For a long time I've been carrying this load Now I'm resting my arms of these things have been holding Oh now where do I go When there ain't no signs or pointing arrows So many things that I wanted to fulfill That I could not think straight and I could not sit still And I could not sit straight and I could not think still I am doing the best that I can With what I've been given, these things I have taken Nothing has ever turned out as I planned But that's how the path of life is what you make Oh now where do I go When there ain't no signs or pointing arrows So many things that I wanted to fulfill That I could not think straight and I could not sit still And I could not sit straight and I could not think still Animal born in, oh, to my self I got so many reasons to look outside myself All the old familiar faces And the unfamiliar faces That's what every day is, and I do it again Oh, in the morn' I wake with the sun Oh, in the evening another day is done And oh I feel restless, I never have guessed That I'd be at this point at the end of this road