Every day I recognise
What's deceased and what's alive 
But don't repeat what I just said 
Until gold has turned to lead 
Then all the tales will be told 
Whilst you and I are in the cold 
But don't think this is the end 
'Cause it's just begun my friend 

And when it's done 
And all this is gone 
Just find the feeling pass it on 

For every tear cried in shame 
There'll be someone else to blame 
And every crime that [bad word] 
There'll be a punishement to fit 
But I'd accept [bad word] round 
If I could only lose this sound 
That's been ringing in my ears 
And tormenting me for years 

When it's done 
And all this is gone 
Just find the feeling pass it on 

And when it's done 
And all this is gone 
Just find a feeling pass it on 
Just find the feeling pass it on 
Just find a feeling pass it on 
Just find the feeling pass it on