It's plain to see
That my time is up
My will is broken
And I'm out of luck
My bag is empty
And I'm dry to the bone
My spirit's sinking like a stone
I hope these weary eyes
Will show me the way
And a light comes shining
Through the haze
I need to float now
Got to end this game
What's up ahead now
Is just more of the same
If I don't slow down
Change my pace
I won't see the end of these days
I hope these weary eyes
Will show me the way
And a light comes shining
Through the haze
I hope these tired feet
Will carry me home
So I can clear my head and
Rest these bones
I try to keep up with my shadow
But I'm always running out of breath
I know every man should pick his battles
But this fight ain't over yet
I hope these weary eyes
Will show me the way
And a light comes shining
Through the haze
I hope these tired feet
They will carry me home
So I can clear my head and
Rest these bones
Clear my head and rest these bones
Writer(s): Soeren Christensen, Per Joergensen, Allan Villadsen, Steffen Westmark
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