Path in a Haze

Where to begin? This third year of the fight. Guess I'll be quiet till I see The fading light. What have I seen Through all these running Years? Just a man walking west, Swallowing his tears. My path is hazy Through a fog of pain. This endless sorrow Falling down like rain. I ain't looking for no meaning In this fight. Just where the bullets fly And steal the light. Lived a long time. Thank the Lord I'm breathing still. But I can feel the end now Coming up the hill. I've reached the final doorstep, Knocking on the door. I guess I'm still A lucky man of war. My path is hazy Through a fog of pain. This endless sorrow Falling down like rain. I ain't looking for no meaning In this fight. Just where the bullets fly And steal the light. I'm heading into battle, feel my end is Closing in. This long and dusty road Has worn my spirit thin. So much evil burning, So much bitter fate. Just an endless line of sorrow And of hate. The love I had inside Has turned to stone. Got hard on folks I shouldn't, Out here all alone. For that I'm asking For a little grace. `Cause I ain't saying goodbye, Not in this place.