Intro: The hours and days Stack up in the mirror And it's been so long Since your favorite year Verse(s): And you're riding off into the night And you're climbing the wall of your life And you're trying with all of your might To hold on And the cops are trying to pull you over And you're not pulling over And the plane is taking off with the doors wide open And the stewardess is giving you her number And your clothes are stained with something Is that food? What the hell is that? And you're naked and it's raining And you're standing there Holding a sword made of gold And you feel like you're falling ?Cause you're falling, falling And your wife is asking you If you heard a word of what she?s been saying And you turn to her And lie And you are dreaming You're dying And you are dreaming And you are dying And you are dreaming And you are dying And you are dreaming And you are dying