There isn`t much to gain
By living all the same way
The years just slip away
But it`s too late then to play
If you live from day to day
You can play the game your own way
There`s a million things to say
In a million places
For her it stays the same
Though a million towers have tumbled
And you can hear her pain
Voiced in a distant rumble
And when it starts to rain
All your monoliths will crumble
It`s always been the same
Don`t you feel a little bit humble?
She came up to me, she said:
`Wanna know a mistery?
There`s a whole wide world for you to see
You`re just a player in the game`
Well I`ve nothing left to say
Except take the time to ramble
In a million different ways
There`s a million paths to travel
And when there`s something in the way
Take your time please remember
There`s hope yet in the rain
And a voice in distant thunder