Here on the stage
The time [bad word] 
With the strains of "Be My Angel," of rock in two-four
Time may keep alive that old swan song
That we've been playing...forever...
Till the time maybe right to say goodbye...
My voice is aching
I'm tongue-tired
And the sounds we are making are so...{uninspired}

Goodnight song
Played so wrong
Blame the crowd, they
Scream so loud, so long

Get some honesty
Take the best of me, and then the rest let go
In every situation
With it's tireless rage
Step outside your cage and let the real fool show
I should have stayed round to break the ice
I thought about it once or twice
But nothing ever changes unless there's some pain...

And our
Goodnight song
Played so wrong
Blame the crowd, they
Scream so loud, so long

Goodnight song
Played so wrong
Blame the crowd, they
Scream so loud, so long