This is the longest road to nowhere Although it's shorter than you think When the shutters comes down When the chain breaks its link
Can love triumph Will hate fall Can good win? Probably not at all
The tide will go out and not return The flame will die and never again burn I will fall asleep and never awake The next page of the diary won't have a date
Can love triumph Will hate fall Can good win? Probably not at all
With vile defeats I limp towards December Full of vile deceits But destined not to be remembered