Chains rattling in the alcohaze
You know the boy by the games he plays
Be sure the vandals earn their danger pay
Raise the sledge and wipe the tear away

I cannot find my jagged horizon line
The wind and I have got no place to hide
No place to hide
No place to hide

You live and learn and then you get to teach
The shareholders crowd Wasaga Beach
You make the island of ten thousand days
As sparks start flying in the alcohaze

I cannot find my jagged horizon line
The wind and I have got no place to hide
No place to hide
No place to hide

Would that bright days might come again
They will
They will but not for me