Lorado Taft directs a steely gaze Down upon the plot of one Dexter Graves There are no jumping spiders here Ashtabula is long gone Are you without a destination? Have you finally found a home? Center Ave leads further into the dark Where Lawson's crusader stands Although Lawson lies unmarked You stand draped and hooded here But I know who you are Past the point of trepidation Past the point of we are [Chorus] Is this really happening? Or is this just nothing at all? I'm sorry I let you down If I let you down before 'cause I feel nothing And that's just what I felt before I'm sorry I let you down If I let you down before I know I'll make it if I just keep on running I know that daylight is fast approaching There are girls and werewolves hot on my trail There are willows and widows in funeral veils [Chorus x2]