Working so hard

What are you getting out of this

Commitment, have many nice things

But there's no time to take a rest

And you're spent



In the moment, you never seem to be

That time will come



Taken from those

You should be here, you look on

But you're not part of anything there

The days and the years are passing

Quite the man

With your worldly possessions

The crown upon you in all its glory



Driven around

Down these same ole roads

You've known far too long

Turning around's

Not an option in front of you

You're too far gone



And all the signs are warning him

A dead end street



Taken from those

You should be here, looking on

But you're not part of anything there

The days and the years have passed you

Getting old

With your worldly possessions

The crown upon you in all its glory



Not sure that you know

Any more, what you feel right now

To look back when you dreamed

That you'd have everything you want

It's so hard to just to get through



So much of the time

You were not here, you looked on

But were not part of anything there

The days and years have passed you

Now you're old

All your worldly possessions

Crumbling...

Now all of your time is spent there

They moved on

And they're not part of anything here

The days and the years have passed you

And you're old

With your worldly possessions

All crumbling round you

And all it's glory