we have all been cursed by the dark horse second chances few and far between there s no halo hanging up above me the ministry is equal to the disease hear the choir on the shoreline sing it won t wash me clean harvest moon hanging in the night sky medicine is flowing through my veins i would consider it some sage advice he s speaking to me tonight there is a struggle inside me salvation keeps pulling me i go back and forth and back again a thousand pills won t cure my bad luck i think this is who i was born to be another day standing at the crossroads the holy ghost creeping up on me hear the choir on the shoreline sing it won t wash me clean there is a struggle inside me salvation keeps pulling me i go back and forth and back again i m unwound it keeps coming so let the sun shine down upon me salvation keeps pulling me i go back and forth and back again let the circle be unbroken swing low sweet chariot stuck in this broken life trying to be divine in the eyes of god