Th road is long, but it has an end. Take this chance that you are there. I'd say we'd see you, but it's not true; It's a lie, and I'm here to tell you... I went walking with my faithful hounds. Said to them: boys, won't see you around, 'Cause when you die, that's it, you're gone, And pretty soon they're going to drop that bomb. And when they do I'll be in the dark, Walking, falling, in search of a spark. I wish we could see or we could feel Anything to make it not seem real. Now we try to light. Don't know who we are. We're sleeping in the fire. Sleeping in the fire 'Cause we left our broken car. Exercise, worry about my looks, Hold a job like a family man should. Do this job until I'm through; At that point I still won't see you. Out of mind and out of sight, We ignore you, at least, we try. We at home is just a dream, All piled up like our knights of sleep.