Fear begin to turn around

I guess if everyone listens

There's no one left to fight.



In your heart someone's there

I'm sixty years old

With nothing left to say.



Why does it really prove

When you ? away

Seems the message is

Gotta serve the sun



Now you don't know

When to listen or just let it go

Then I don't suppose

That you chose to walk a straight road

Then you'll never know



And I don't suppose

That you chose to walk a straight road

Then you'll never know



Why does it really prove

When you ? away

Seems the message is

Gotta serve the sun