Here I read and watch "The Hours,"
Let the darkness come,
A living must be made,
Thou shall prosper everyone,
And the voice on the phone laughs, tells me to have fun,
It's fun - yes, it's fun making war on someone.

They'll write this in the Book Of Life above, I know: "Capable of such great heights, such great lows."

I can't go on; I was born to write love songs,
But the voice still on the phone: "We become what we become,"
Give up, just give in,
Let them shape you as they wish,
Don't scream, don't shout,
Be the lamb as it's led out.

They'll write this in the Book Of Life above, I know: "Capable of such great heights, such great lows."