Can't hear myself think through the crashing of the rain

I'm passing judgement in the fast lane

And smoothing out a rough stone

Guess it comes with age

You start to wonder about the time theft

How much of it you got left

Comes in with the age now

When the dreams run dry

I will be where I always was

Standing at your side

Letting go of the reins

We're all going to die

When they're closing up the door

Nobody wishing that they weren't more

Don't bother with your suitcase

We'll beat the birds down to Acapulco Bay

Oh, Honolulu on hearsay, running at our own pace

And I'll be on your side when the dreams run dry

When the dreams run dry

I will be where I always was

Standing at your side

Letting go of the reins

Reach for the summit

Of an ancient design

On the verge of eternal

On the heels of divine

If you stumble and fall

(If you stumble and fall)

If the way can't be found

(If the way can't be found)

We'll just follow the moon to the stars

To the sun, to the ground

And around, and around, and around

In the light, in the heat, through the folds, and the bends

And again, and again, and again

To the moon to the stars, to the sun, to the ground

And around, and around, and around

In the light, in the heat, through the folds, and the bends

And again, and again, and again