I humble myself at the altar of my God
I'm just feeling happy to be anyplace at all
It's a miracle that anyone survived that year
I just want to know what on earth am I still doing here?
And I go back to the place where it all began
The place that I thought that I became a man
But it doesn't mean what I thought it did then
There at the scene of the crime
It took several years but I finally came out of the fog
I shook off the fleeces of evil like an old wet dog
I still have an ego the size of Montana and change
It might feel a bit more at home-home on the range
And I find myself wandering over the same piece of ground
To talk myself into believing what I had found
If I had known then only half of what I know now
There at the scene of the crime
I was so young
Scene of the crime
I was so cold
Scene of the crime
I should have known better
Scene of the crime
But I wasn't told
Scene of the crime
And it's time to let go of those years and move on ahead
'Cause the answer lies with the living and not the dead
I'm so much more at peace than I ever was then
There at the scene of the crime
I was so young
Scene of the crime
I was so cold
Scene of the crime
I should have known better
Scene of the crime
But I wasn't told
Scene of the crime
