Crossroads, [?] my friend Tell me where the road ends How come from somewhere? I'll know when I get there Preacher, we'll meet again When this ends I run And your preaching's done And your preaching's done Now my brothers, under the sun Can you tell me where we come from? And how when I move to where I can still be there One day I'll move my light Through tunnels bright And came ashore Into a land [?] types Nobody there Just my light And I was too aware That I was there Now my brothers, under the sun Can you tell me where we come from? And how when I move to where I can still be there Some say we hit a rough Into a [?] made of Freedom to make our mistakes Into a fight won't be misplaced Now my brothers, under the sun Can you tell me where we come from? And how when I move to where I can still be there