Scanning the horizon, listening to the wind I’ve been sitting with my headset on trying to get tuned in Set out on a journey; had a ship to sail Searching for eternal truth; hope I live to tell the tale
But nothing’s making sense now The whole world’s overturned Hold on tight ‘cause soon we reach the point of no return
Poor man’s got nowhere to go He’s trying to make his way Prisoner of his poverty It eats him more every day Someone’s good intentions took him straight to hell Things looked hot but they let him walk; He had no soul to sell
Drifting like a dead man But no-one’s too concerned They only know he’s way beyond the point of no return
We are all contenders trying to fight our way uptown We are all pretenders to an old and tarnished crown
Knocking on the Pearly Gates You’ll have to wait your turn Final destination is the point of no return
Compositor: Carleton Anthony Dixon (Carl Dixon) (SOCAN)Editor: Diamond Ditty Publishing (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #16417507 em 27/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM