Mean while back in the year one
when you belonged to no one
you didn´t stand a chance son
if your pants were undone
´cause you were bread for humanity
and sold to society
one day you´ll wake in the present days
a million generations removed from expectation of
abeing who you really want to be
Skating away
skating away
skating away
on the thin ice of a new day
So as you push of from the shore
won´t you turn your head once more
and make your peace with ev´ryone
for those who choose to staywill live just one more day
to do the things they should have done
And as you cross the wilderness
aspinning in your emtyness you feel you have to pray
looking for a sign that the universal mind
has written you into the passion play
Skating away
skating away
skating away
on the thin ice of a new day
And as you cross the circle line
well the ice wall creaks behind
you´re a rabbit on the run
and silver splinters flyin the corner of your eye
shining in the setting sun
Well do you ever get the feeling
that the story´s too damn real and in the present tense
or that ev´rybody´s on the stage
and it seems like you´re the only person sitting in the audience
Skating away
skating away
skating away
on the thin ice of a new day
Skating away
skating away
skating away

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