Can you hear me play my song,
across the straights that we come from,
my friend.
'Cause I can hear you singing along,
on the steps that we come from,
again, and it's clear to me.

It's come and gone.

Well do you see me start one up,
one for the pain and one more for luck,
my friend.
'Cause I can see you burning up,
like we always said we would,
again, and it's clear to me.
It's come and gone.