Who will penetrate the tightening muscle
Who will cut across the thickening skin
Who will be the one to reach their hand then
And pull off a golden harp

Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will

From oh hmm hmm hmm the ashes
Of oh hmm hmm hmm the crushes

Who will
Be the one
Be the one

Who will lay down in green pastures
Or leave me from the burning sand
Who will be the one to lay their cards down
And always hope the winning hand

Who will
Who will
Who will
Be the one

From ohh ohh hmm hmm the ashes
Of ohh hmm hmm hmm the crushes

Who will
Be the one
Who will be the one
Who will be the one