Goin' to California Suitcase in my hands Never run away a boy When you can walk away a man Pride it comes to find you In your hopes and in your dreams Like a thief who tells his lover Hes got one last thing. Cause I can see the shadows At the foot of my door I can see the faces That dont doubt us anymore I can see it coming I pray I dont go blind In the middle of our reckoning time Easy is a refuge And its an easy place to be But when the sun shines on you What will the whole world think Cause I can see the shadows At the foot of my door I can see the faces That dont doubt us anymore I can see it coming I pray I dont go blind In the middle of our reckoning time Woah Woah In the middle of our reckoning time The nature of the broken Spirit of the chosen We stand alone A journey through the purpose The weight of when its worthless The roads dont show In the middle of our reckoning time Goin to California Suitcase in my hands Never run away a boy When you can walk away a man