What goes up, must come down
what must rise, must fall
and what goes on in your life
is
writing
on the wall.
If all things must fall
why build a miracle at all
if all things must pass
even a miracle won't last.
What goes up, must come down
what must stand alone?
and what goes on, in your mind
is turning into stone.
If all things must fall
why build a miracle at all
if all things must pass
even a pyramid won't last.
How can you be so sure?
how do you know what the earth will endure?
how can you be so sure?
that the wonders you've made in you life will be seen
by the millions who'll follow to visit the site of your
dream?
What goes up, must come down
what goes round, must come round
what's been lost, must be found.
And I could easily
fall from
grace
then another would take my place
for the chance to behold your face.
As the days of my life are but grains of sand
as they fall from your open hand
at the call of the wind's command.
Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
the fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
to read between the lines, that lead between the lines, that
lead me to you.
All that I ask you
is, show me how to follow you and I'll obey
teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way
let me see the light, let me be the light.
As the sun turns slowly around the sky
till the shadow of night is high
the eagle will learn to fly.
As the days of his life are but grains of sand
as they fall from your open hand
and vanish upon the land.
Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
the fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
to read between the lines, that lead between the lines, that
lead me to you
show me how to follow you and I'll obey
teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way
let me see the light, let me be the light
and so, with no warning, no last goodbye
in the dawn of the morning sky
the eagle will rise again.
Don't look back cause there's one more river
don't turn your back you got one more river to cross
no more fightin' and no more dyin'
no more cheatin' and no more lyin'.
Don't look back cause there's one more river
don't turn your back you got one more river to cross
don't start askin'
the
rhyme or the reason
don't hold back it's the time of the season.
One more mile and one more road
one last bridge and one less load
one more river
don't look back cause there's one more river
don't turn your back you got one more river to cross.
Don't start askin' the rhyme or the reason
don't hold back it's the time of the season
one more mile and one more road
one last bridge and one less load
one more river
one more river.
Well I sympathise completely but there's nothing I can do
I am just a humble servant with a message here for you
well I know you have good reasons and there's things you've
got to do
but the
boatman
won't be waiting and he's leaving here with you
and you can't take it with you
no matter what you do
no you can't take it with you
not the place you're going to.
(One more mile, one more road, one last bridge, one less
load)
Well I sympathise completely but there's nothing I can do
I am just obeying orders, I'm a simple soul like you
well you really are persuasive, but I've heard it all before
and the boatman's getting restless as he stands upon the
shore
and you can't take it with you
no matter what you do
no you can't take it with you
not the place you're going to
can't take it with you.
There are pyramids in my head
there's one underneath my
bead
and my lady's getting cranky
every possible location
has a simple explanation
and it isn't
hanky-panky.
I had read
somewhere in a book, they improve all your food and your
wine
it said, that everything you grow in your garden would taste
pretty fine
instead, all I ever get is a pain in the neck and a
yap yap yap yap yap yap yap.
I've consulted all the sages
I could find in the yellow pages
but there aren't many of them
and the mayan panoramas
on my pyramid pajamas
haven't helped my little problem
I've been told
someone in the know can be sure that his luck is as
good as gold, money in the bank and you don't even pay for
it
if you fold, a dollar bill in the shape of the pyramid
that's printed on the back
it's no lie
you can keep the edge of a razor as sharp as an
eagle's eye, you can grow a hedge that is vertically
straight over
ten feet high, all you really need is a pyramid and just a
little luck
I had read, somewhere in a book, they improve all your food
and wine
I'd been told, someone in the know can be sure of his good
luck
it's no lie, all you need is a little bit of pyramidic help.
