You limbered up

You kept in shape

To scale the wall

Leads to no man's land

The odds are pretty thick

Choose your means, you said

Ten paces long

I'm sorry

Remember me

When you ride at night

On your getaway

From our divide

Infinite and wide

It sets you free

And buries me

I'm sorry

Try to get it right

Is it still enough to

Count out your love to

While you're still breathing

Tally up

You'll soon get it

Oh, pity me

I'm sorry

Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

I'm sorry