Time Runs Backwards, At The End;

You Turn Into A Child Again

Then You're Dust



Remind Yourself, What You Once Were

An Animal Without Much Fur

Then You're Dust



You've Got To Be Yourself, Like A Man

Till The Line Runs Off Your Hand

Then You're Dust



Nobody Wakes You. Nobody Can.

Nobody Shakes You

Anymore



Walk Around And Breathe The Air

You Can Find It Anywhere

Till You're Dust



Everybody Moves Around

Makes A Very Special Sound

Then You're Dust



Everybody Feels