Guitar and Keys: H. Rhodes
    Percussion: Kevin Bartlett

He is broken, far from free
Words were spoken, 'tween him and me
"I had friends, yes, I was admired
I'm so old now, feel so tired"

Well he walks to the gate and he looks behind
                              at life in rewind
And wishes he had known these things
                              while still alive
                                    still alive

He can see reason in everything
"Where do I go to get my wings"

                             Going to fly

She sees faces in her home
Wonders why they (don't) leave her alone
"You must know child, I am all here
They think I'm failing, senile, I fear"

Well she walks to the gate and she looks behind
                               at life in rewind
And wishes she had known these things
                               while still alive
                                     still alive

"I can see the purpose now and all I've learned
All the roads and where they've turned
I can see, I can see everything, the total truth
I'm ready for another youth"

                              Going to fly