I Stole the Right to Live

I stole the right to live as if there was no time. I stole the eyes of God as if those eyes were mine. I took and did infuse a light that was to shine. Oh, Mercy! Lord, have a pity! I'm only traveling; I don't have no place to go. I walked the streets of gold and heard the silver tongue. I passed out on Satan's Hill and made my bed on stone. Forsaken hearts I wandered; I left them all alone. A long ways goin' out and have no destiny. A long ways to believe dreams that come to be. I swear they're true a-bloomin' here before me. Oh, Mercy! Lord, have a pity! I'm only traveling; I don't have no place to go.