I feel a sickness coming onnIt'll scatter my bones across the lawnnAnd I've been poisoned by a songnIt's hard to tell where I fellnOr what went wrongnnYou reach a point where you can't letnYour mind run free and wandernAnd you will dig in with the spursnAnd lead the beast to waternnAnd though you'll miss the open plainsnWhere the sky rolls on to nothingnYou will gather up the reignsnAnd leave it all behind you nnLeave it all behind you