Casting Such A Thin Shadow

So hold your head high and know,
its not the end of the road
walk down this beaten path before-
you pack your things and go at the end of the road
you’ll find what you’ve been longing for
you’ll find what you’ve been longing for
i know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
i was lost without direction and no place to call home
it’s time for you to press on-
this is not your war.
set your sights- set your sights to north
press on, press on oh this is not your escape-
this is not your escape;
wash away what they’ve thought of you;
press on, press on
'cause in this place, we’re all as good as dead
in cycle
'cause in this place, we’re all as good as dead
in cycle
press on behind the mask you’ll find yourself alone
its not the end of the road, the end of the road for you
at the end of the road, you’ll find what you’ve been longing for
you’ll find what you’ve been longing for you’ll find what you’ve been longing
for