Born to be bold, as the present folds in the strangest way. Dark as your voice cuts across the line, the eagles sway Over a desert we're to find "They've got the watch but we've the time", Your voice turned gold. And all the while we played along, it seemed so real You were discrete as the past divides your life in reels You hear the echoes of your voice "Lend me your heart for the easy choice, The hard one's mine". And this year stands alone Like the chill of dawn When the Summer's gone. My head's to the wall as I whisper down the hall to where they put you in to. And the cracks on the banks caused by visions of the hopeless fools that Thought to be true, Are now arranged neatly and folded tight, you won your part.