Cling to signs greedy for high regard
Even now steering towards harm
Missing out, missing the moon, the morning
Humbled now, daring to lose all
To lose all

If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
You’re still fine

If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
Give it up to the light

Purposed, strived, daily for oh so long
Dashing and tearing towards the sword
Missing out, missing the moon, the morning
Humbled now, daring to lose all
To lose all

If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
You’re still fine

If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
Give it up to the light