Let’s go…
 I have a hard - furrow to plough
 I am past – my sell-by date
 Time hangs heavy – on my hands

 I [bad word] 
 Bygone days
 Fragments of my past
 Fragments of my past…

 Save me
 And take me away
 Save me
 Before I go astray

 Save me
 I’m waiting the for the wind
 To carry me
 To carry me back home

 My thoughts are floating
 Like leaves in the air

 All these thoughts
 That burdened my soul

 Are swept aside
 While the pain steals away

 I try to let go
 And time will tell

 The [bad [bad word] - to an end
 I’m at the end – the end of my rope
 The [bad [bad word] - to an end

 I behold
 Distorted pictures
 That made up my past
 That made up my past