Meanwhile back in the year One - when you belonged to no-one
You didn't stand a chance son, if your pants were undone.
'Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society -
One day you'll wake up - in the Present Day -
A million generations removed from expectations
Of being who you really want to be.
Skating away -
Skating away -
Skating away on the thin ice of the new day
So as you push up from the shore,
Won't you turn your head once more - and make your peace with everyone?
For those who choose to stay,
Will leave just one more day -
To do the things they should have done
And as you cross the wildernesses, spinning in your emptiness:
You feel you have to pray.
Looking for a sign
That the Universal Mind (!) has written you into the Passion Play
Skating away -
Skating away -
Skating away on the thin ice of the new day
And as you cross the circle line, well the ice wall creaks behind -
You're a rabbit on the run.
And the silver splinters fly in the corner of your eye -
Shining in the setting sun.
Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story's
Too damn real and in the present tense?
Or that everybody's on the stage and it seems like
You're the only person sitting in the audience?
Skating away -
Skating away -
Skating away on the thin ice of the new day
Skating away -
Skating away -
Skating away.