The sun don't shine The moon don't move the tides, To wash me clean Why so unforgiving and why so cold Been a long time crossing bridge of sighs Cold wind blows On this poor child The Gods look down in anger, And Gods look down in anger,

The sun don't shine The moon don't move the tides, To wash me clean Why so unforgiving and why so cold Been a long time crossing bridge of sighs Cold wind blows On this poor child The Gods look down in anger, And Gods look down in anger,

Take it away It's the world I've grown to know Unforgiving and so cold I don't want it It's a life I'm forced to live I've got nothing more to give I don't want it anymore We're generation dead