The Journey

There’s a man on a bridge, called suicide
And he hangs his head while the coast is glad
Halfway to a borderline
I can see the end for the very first time
Well, I know I’ve lost just a little bit on the journey
Oh, you know I’ve lost just a little bit on the way
You know I’ve lost just a little bit on the journey
Tried so hard to get home
No ways to ride, no ways to travel
No tracks to tell on down
No …
But I must still go on
… I hear …
… my …
… the tears I cried
And I could find the … way to get to you, you know
Nobody …
I guess you know that …
And I can’t …
You nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did me in
Oh, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did me in
Oh, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did me in
And I need some place to hide my weary anger
‘Cause I can feel, I say I can feel, I say I can feel, oh I can feel
Oh, I can feel, I can feel …