Woorden: Level 42. A Physical Presence. Follow Me.

It's time now to move a bit
Forget about the stone faced angels
Just move along keep moving on
Silver to gold on the streets

There's no pavements of gold, in the heat
There's no more golden years - there your feet
Follow me to end of the earth
before it all breaks down

They try to run from the cold
No retreat there's nowhere left to go

It's time now to move a bit
forget about the stone age ages
Just move along keep moving on
Silver to gold and stone

The city's crushing you
stand alone but that's no way to be
Follow me to the end of the earth
Follow me before it all breaks down
Follow me you'll find if you go there
Your waiting there to be found

Follow me you turn around
We believe the same old story
Where heroes wear the crown
We don't see the fame and glory
And watch the world go down