No one’s going [bad word] along and line your palms with gold,
 And if they did, you would unfold;
 And if they 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 going to say it’s wrong to set alight your soul,
 But if they did, where would it go
 With all your home in ashes?

 After all the fear of showing ages,
 On your face like the heavy scent of time
 When time is all we’re after.

 Step away, stay in the light,
 Then we’ll watch them all walk by
 To the waterside.

 After all the fear of showing ages,
 On your face like the heavy scent of time
 When time is all we’re after.

 Still, on all the walls we have reminders
 Of the times we left behind us,
 Now all your words are silence.

 Step away, stay in the light,
 Then we’ll watch them all walk by
 To the waterside.