Around the back of your old church
There is a path that no one takes
It's covered up in wood & leaves
It's hidden by a crucifix
It leads to nothing that you want
It leads to everything that's ever let you down
Still repeatedly each week
The congregation tries to figure it out

Once you start that little path
There's only one chance you get back
You see your faith inside a ditch
You see your family in a trap
When a man appears and asks you if you're sure
This is the way you wanna go
You'd be surprised how many folks
Decide to fuck the path & head back on their own

I heard that at the finish line
There is a light that never lights
It was a trick that everyone that took the trip can recognize
It's a way to help the weaker men
To pasts that they could never let go
You figure out the path has led you to a
Mirror that can not be shown

I still believe there is something up that sleeve
I do conceive there is so much I can't see
I won't believe there is nothing

Behind the back of your old church
There is a path that no one takes
It's covered up by wood & leaves
It's hidden by a crucifix
It leads to nothing that you want
It leads to everyone that's ever let you down
Still repeatedly each week
The congregation tries to figure it out