Sing for me angel, one last time
it's time to end life's little rhyme...

Sit down and let a real man lead the others
you ain't no leader, no brother among brothers...

When you feel the urge to leave the big city blues
feel free to enter a small town, for a good cafe...

When dealing with everyday people, whether higher...
whether you are making treaties or selling a lawn...

They converge in churches all over the nation
they don't serve God, but a different station...

A time to rejuice your batteries
eat alot and clog up the arteries...

After winter's bane is over, we shall have glee
no one will be happier at it's coming than me...

Come now children don't be shy
into my cauldron, don't ask why...

Just like in a movie, men depart for war
to help citizens heal sin's harmful sore...

Young hero, thrust himself into light
he'll take on evil for Prydain's fight...

With just a simple disagreement i am on the stage
they box me in creating an inescapable human cage...

I feel so fruitless in this worry tossed world
where hate, war, and misery are swirled...