Casting Such A Thin Shadow

So hold your head high and know,
It's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before-
You pack your things and go
At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for

I know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost without direction and no place to call home

It's time for you to press on-
This is not your war.
Set your sights- set your sights to north
Press on, press on
Oh
This is not your escape-
This is not your escape;
Wash away what they've thought of you;
Press on, press on
'cause in this place, we're all as good as dead
In cycle
'cause in this place, we're all as good as dead
In cycle
Press on
Behind the mask you'll find yourself alone
It's not the end of the road, the end of the road for you

At the end of the road, you'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for you'll find what you've been longing for