The Saints - Celtic Ballad lyrics

Every day I am going somewhere asking someone to show me the way everywhere I look I see people empty vessels that have lost their way Crowded streets with a reek of madness grey coloured sadness rain don't wash away drunken memories lie in the gutter with brown paper bags and the junk from the night Faded dreams dressed in frocks of velvet with painted faces in short decay leather mothers of future children are beaten senseless by the light of day Why... why does there have to be all this insanity And why do I feel that it is following me? Some will die in the breath of me singing some will k** on their way to the top I know that there is justice somewhere And it asks someone to show it the way... Why... why does there have to be all this insanity And why do I feel that it is following me?... Every day I am going somewhere asking someone to show me the way everywhere I look I see people empty vessels that have lost their way....