Long the avenue of hope, the footsteps falter, the fingers grow.
And the days stretch out beneath the sun.
No one's born, no one dies, no one loves, no one cries.
And we wait to see just what we will become.
Don't let me falter, don't let me ride, don't let the earth in me subside.
Let me see just who I will become.
You like the clouds in my hometown, you just grow fat and hang around.
And your days stretch out beneath the sun.
No one's born, no one dies, no one loves, no one cries.
And we wait to see just what we will become.
Don't let me borrow, don't let me bring, don't let me wallow, don't make me sing.
Let me see just who I will become.
Don't let me falter, don't let me hide, don't let someone else decide.
Just who or what I will become.
Don't make me borrow, don't make me bring, don't let them wallow, don't let them sing.
Let them stretch out beneath the sun.
Thank you.
