Tom Rosewater

Take it once more my friend

into the breach of unfettered land.

Where the waters roll

into the mouth of the rock where the devil is calling us;

He's calling us home.

I know what we've lost

in our race to be young.

We start in the middle of somebody's dream

and can't help but to fear ourselves.

But I've seen the end,

it lies in every word that you speak.

And I wonder if I could stay here

to be held at the heart

of the world?

Summer leads like a ghost

just to see if we'll walk down the rope.

I can't go where you need me to go.

Oh our hearts are on hold

but I still hear

the fear in your cold, cold voice.

I've seen the end

I've seen the end

I've seen the end.

Oh, hold on

hold on

Hold on