Still walking empty streets alone The big hope of power I feel it has flown No visiion, no bright eyes Have the vanished long? My heroes are dying I think I'm getting old My talk is so serious I just feel wrong My mind is so clumsy I think I'm in love No place for creation The kings are dethroned My angels are crying And thinking I'm alone Hope of glory it's being delayed I'm working hard, he's working hard I'm working hard, playing high stakes I'm walking straight to find the cool line The children are playing Happy, sunny days They are building skyscrapers After smahing them A crash sounds, I wake up There's a man outside He looks young, he's being delayed I'm working hard, he's working hard I'm working hard, playing high stakes I'm walking straight to find the cool line