When life comes toward you
River rapid fast
Don't waste it all sinking
On an empty glass
For He who is lost
Should go hear the tune
The song that was sang
On the Full Beaver Moon
Creatures of habit are at it again
Time is a ticking with each grain of sand
Crows are laughing but they won't for long
When the dove sings her song
When she comes toward you
River rapid fast
Kiss her and hold her
As it were your last
For the light we don't see
Is right in between
Her eyes filled with wonder
Of an endless sea
Creatures of habit are at it again
When will this battle come to an end?
Soldiers go away parading for war
While she cries all alone on the brink of the shore
Creatures of habit are at it again
When will this cycle come to an end
Souls are masquerading awaiting for more
While we dance to the note on the beat of the score