This isn't any kind of holiday, this is an education.
How do I stand alone where all others act the same?
Hell you will hear me roar, but why do I complain when I can just get away?
Nothing left to give, nothing left to show.
It's all just so self-serving, is there any true escape from this?
But if time won't stand still, then I must run.
The chants are like a whisper over my shoulder, really it's another place calling me.
I'll be with you someday, I hope, I pray.
This isn't going to happen now, but soon.
Soon I'll be with you.
Nothing left to have, nothing left to need.
Who are you? Who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
I know nowhere is perfect but I've seen too much of this place.
There's still some jobs to do here, but I'll be done soon.
And when this is all over, it's really time to go.
And I hear my heart say...
And I hear my heart say...
It's about time we said goodbye to all this, don't you think?
It's about time we said goodbye to all this, don't you think?
It's all just so self-serving, is there any true escape from this?
But if time won't stand still, then I must run.