| No one’s gonna come alone |
| And line your palms with gold |
| And if he did, you would unfold |
| And if you did, you’d be wrong to take it |
| After all the tears and all the laughter |
| Your happiness is a string of disasters |
| Oh, what more could someone ask for |
| No one’s gonna say it’s fault |
| To set alight your soul |
| But if you did |
| Were would it go |
| With all your home in ashes |
| After all the fear of showing ages |
| On your face like a heavy scepter time |
| When time is all we’re after |
| Step wasters in the line |
| There we’ll watch them all walk by |
| To the waterside |
| After all the fear of showing ages |
| On your face like a heavy scepter time |
| When time is all we’re after |
| Still on all the walls |
| We have reminders |
| Of the time we left behind us |
| Now all your words are silence |
| Step wasters in the line |
| There we’ll watch them all walk by |
| To the waterside |