I’m a pilgrim on this onward story, passing by the slow and stale
Walking past the crowded masses with eyes so cold and pale
I will go the way very few have gone before me
Past the day, I want so much more

Some spend their time calling out what others have said
The day will rise and fall again, or so I have read
I will do, not weep, past all this false critique
My joy is my strength, I’ll ask for nothing more
I’ll do, not weep, past all this false critique
The stonewall faces, I’ll be kicking down their door

I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun

So, my [bad word] and take my hand walking down this road
I believe in a foreign land better than we know
Where we stand secure knowing pain is not our story
We’ll walk through rain, through the shadow of death
Pressing on through times full of violent thunderstorming
No pulling punches through all of this mess

I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun
 [bad word] on

I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun
And I will go the way of the sun
 [bad word]  my son, carry my advice from all that I’ve been through
You’ll never get nowhere in life if you can’t follow through