Slow inside I take my time Will come and fill the empty space My wound I'll nurse I'll understand My pain one day will disappear The land beyond is deep within I took the path & I cannot go back I've just connected myself with I But I don't know me that

The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena The sands of time will remember our names History is written today Sailing the raging seas To distant lands unknown Porto Bello fell in a day Now Britannia

A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all They hurt you at home and they

It's how we live How we live that defines us What we change And what we leave behind You know you can't You can't take it with you Your day will come It's just a matter of time What kind of man would I be

When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along

Oh yeah, babe You’re so beautiful now And I'm scared that you’re gonna slip away And you, you’ve got this wide-eyed gaze And a smile that you'll carry through your days It’s the easiest way To know you’re alive

Wasting your time Well, I'm a waste like you With nothing else to do May I waste your time, too? May I waste your time, too? So why are you alone? When you could be with me Roaming 'round your house No obligation, just

Ah, we live mysterious days Ah, we lay our hearts wide open Springtime in Tangier The sky's getting wider Renewing it's splendour The word's getting brighter Setting out just like the sun That's never seen the rain Stepping out we're homeward bound

Saw things so much clearer Once you, once you (rearviewmirror) What I could not forgive I took a drive today Time to emancipate I guess it was the beatings made me wise But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize I couldn't breathe, holdin' me down

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress