East October

Looking backwards all my pictures
 Look like send ups of stolen scriptures
 We were children dressed up like men
 Paintin' places we'd never been
 How am I ever gonna get by?
 How am I ever gonna get by all by myself?
 Well I'm trying to keep it simple
 But ain't these gods so damn fickle
 You're stiff and strong
 Then you're scared and sober
 North Carolina in east october
 How am I ever gonna get by?
 How am I ever gonna get by all by myself?
 How am I ever gonna get by?
 How am I ever gonna get by all by myself?
 Tell me when and where you learned it
 You built your chapel and then you burned it
 Was it Satan or the second coming?
 The soul you're bearing
 The song you're strumming
 How am I ever gonna get by?
 How am I ever gonna get by all by myself?
 How am I ever gonna get by?
 How am I ever gonna get by all by myself?