Somebody said

"Hey, slow down. Wait for me.

Why wait for me at all?"

Then I said, "There's a person willingly will leave.

We'll follow him too far."



While we're marching in a circle

There's a fire in your eyes

Fire is come to burn the truth, burns all

While we wait around to die



Hold me closer, break your trembling

Never thought I'd see you cry

Now I steal a kiss young ladies

And prepare to watch them fly