In the end they'll say his power
Was lost in years and in hours
So what informed his lust
To turn the distance into dust?
Oh, now I'm going, now I'm gone
Oh, now I'm going, now I'm gone
And sure, he's honed the craft
Of speaking on our behalf
For us, he'd move a mountain
Does that make him someone we can count on?
Oh, now I'm going, now I'm gone
Oh, now I'm going now
He'll part us like a sea
With these roads, with these roads
Who's he setting free
With these roads, with these roads?
Behold his mighty gains
With these roads, with these roads
Give kindness a new name
With these roads
Now I'm going, now I'm gone
Roads, now I'm going, now I'm gone
Roads, now I'm going, now I'm gone
