Scanning the horizon, listening to the wind
I’ve been sitting with my headset on trying to get tuned in
Set out on a journey; had a ship to sail
Searching for eternal truth; hope I live to tell the tale

But nothing’s making sense now
The whole world’s overturned
Hold on tight ‘cause soon we reach the point of no return

Poor man’s got nowhere to go He’s trying to make his way
Prisoner of his poverty It eats him more every day
Someone’s good intentions took him straight to hell
Things looked hot but they let him walk; He had no soul to sell

Drifting like a dead man
But no-one’s too concerned
They only know he’s way beyond the point of no return

We are all contenders trying to fight our way uptown
We are all pretenders to an old and tarnished crown

Knocking on the Pearly Gates
You’ll have to wait your turn
Final destination is the point of no return