One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!

Days go marching by

There and back I never wait for a confident reply

Truth is stark and leaves its mark as limited constraints

And the most difficult part is accepting what the future may bring



It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny

Wither the path, whether worth the fee

A lifetime of scrutiny

And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore!



One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!

Years go flying by

No one seems to hesitate or cast an earnest eye

Judgment comes in many forms but never scare or shy

And the litany is long as the confidence is strong in their delight



It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny

Prejudicial waters wash over me

A lifetime of scrutiny

And the words just don't equate with sense or sanity anymore!



One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!

The faces and the names

Shattered hopes and stolen dreams and no one left to blame

Is it possible to win this pointless mortal game?

'Cuz when death comes it's swift and my friend, 

We end up and the same



It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny

Wither the path and whether worth the fee

A lifetime of scrutiny

And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore!