Somebody said
 "Hey, slow down. Wait for me.
 Why wait for me at all?"
 Then I said, "There's a person willingly will leave.
 We'll follow him too far."
 
 While we're marching in a circle
 There's a fire in your eyes
 Fire is come to burn the truth, burns all
 While we wait around to die
 
 Hold me closer, break your trembling
 Never thought I'd see you cry
 Now I steal a kiss young ladies
 And prepare to watch them fly