so it begins this journey or road or mountain it s all still the same well i am set free to fly or to fall or both the fact still remains cause it comes for me it comes for me the wrecking ball swings low a spin of the wheel the roll of the dice winter spring summer and fall nothing to hide and always the death pleasure and pain of the call it comes for me it comes for me the wrecking ball swings low the stepping off stones the singing of ghosts statues all turning their head the whisper of love the fear of alone the soundtrack of what you have said it comes for me it comes for me the wrecking ball swings low 
['modern folk rock']