You say that I'm lost
You got the word that I'm going down
Yea, it may be [bad word] It's like twenty-four tons of hard hitting headache
When you realize that [bad word] unglued
I've sown and you've sown the seeds of youth
Time won't and I don't conceal the [bad word] 
So get up and fly away
Or forever be in doubt
You know, Saviours never cry
You're hot on the heels of hope and love
Dreams can never die

Tear down the walls you hide behind
There's just one thing in your life
That you gotta do
You wanna break on through
Don't be kind to the core
Easy to ignore
If your lips never move
You're bound to lose the war
I know and you know
There's no use
Trying to hold back the years
Making a career out of hiding the [bad word] new day is born
You need to wake the dying
The hand that it's in is yours