At the end of the day At the end of the day you're another day older And that's all you can say for the life of the poor It's a struggle, it's a war And there's nothing that anyone's giving One more day standing about, what is it for? One day less to be

Can you hear me Don't let me down It's in the struggle that we can finally see I'll never forget how I felt so far away When fear waged war and wore down on me What do you say when you can't get the words out The sun will break through Ordinary men don't