The road up to the past has long been closed

And what is that past to me now

An echo that just could not keep

A bloody slab a bricked up door

The crystal clearness of that summer morning

Two lines of sulfate sparkled on the glass

The same thing happened with that echo

As with what happened in my heart

I'll take a free ride on a wooden horse

That's going round and round and up and down

Don't ask me to give up my polish dreams

I ought to know just who I am

Honey I'm an expert in having fun

But it seems to me like you've just had a wake

I'll sing all night I'm a loaded gun

The rich rise early and the poor sleep late

Right doors won't open but the wrong one's do

Why waste time waiting just walk on through

Take this pill and wash it down

It'll bring out the beast in you

The road up to the past has long been closed

And what is that past to me now

An echo that just could not keep

From bouncing off a bricked up door