These ropes I hold lay torn and bent,
As we drift beyond the bow,
And the clouds relay their discontent,
As the wind begins to howl,
The roads I used to travel on,
Are fading into lines,
Just pictures now of days long gone,
Just sketches holding time,
Are you still on my side,
As we reach for the edge,
Are you holding a light,
For the darkness ahead,
Will you join in my fight,
When the armies arrive,
When the armies arrive,
When the armies arrive,
Cause I still feel the same,
And I still know the way,
But the journey’s getting harder now,
So I’ll move on past these shifting wrecks,
And the sunken chests of gold,
Cause we don’t need a safety check,
To tell us where to go,
I just need a steady hand,
And a future I believe,
And someone here to understand,
And an air that I can breathe,
Are you still on my side,
As we reach for the edge,
Will you carry the light,
To the darkness ahead,
Will you join in the fight,
When the armies arrive,
When the armies arrive,
When the armies arrive,
Cause I still feel the same,
And I still know the way
But the journey’s getting harder now,
And even as they rise,
I’ll still feel the same,
And I won’t turn away,
I’ll just push on further out,
Na na na na na na na na na,
Na na na na na na na na na,
Na na na na na na na na na,
Na na na na na na na na na