Too late to be tender
Far too many fall along the way
Sad case, the pretender
Hopes and dreams that vanish day by day
Building the illusion
Answers from the wings that steal the show
Failing in conclusion
Forgets the lines, forgets which way to go
Morning comes round too soon
When you're starting back at the moon
Are you daring or acting the fool
Wishing they'd never been born
Come all you young and precious souls
Your legacy waits, come on take a hold
Come all you young and precious souls
Take on the mistakes unchecked or resolved
And through this madness find you've been bought and sold
