Ted Leo and The Pharmacists - The Sons of Cain lyrics

Oh, lonely and endless light Cold morning rises from the night No smile smiles back through the glare No voice calls back from the stairs Oh, those wounds on your blistered feet That march you on along that dusted street Oh, that dust gathers 'round your head As clean I rise from my lonely bed All the talking, this and that None taking me to where you're at Oh, as fine as the day is long Oh, my fineness, where have you gone? And I know I'm not to sing of fights I've missed But alone, I've got to sing just to exist And to resist So you're gone now and who's to blame? Left down here among the sons of Cain Have you gone on to their heavenly flame? Leaving me here among the sons of Cain So you're gone now and who's to blame? Left down here among the sons of Cain Oh, you're gone now and who's to blame? All alone among the sons of Cain