No more delight or croning around. Whisper the word hold my hand. Nowhere forget I shall refuse you. Never forget who you've been. And you will fight with demons. And we shall go to town. And we'll read betwen the riches. And we'll dream if we don't go down. Follow the paths stay on the wrong side. Only when you is swollen with tears. Don't bring your things just like you serve you. Only fool turns around. And you will fight with demons. And we shall go to town. And you will wear you're best shoes. And we'll dance if we don't go down.