Hail to the boys that march forever on, off to do what they want
Head to the noise, the cadence and the drum
Hail to those laughing out
As I fell asleep caught in the dream where I'm drowning

Found a way out the dull house of mirrors, now back to my old ways
I'm on the way, I'm on

Off to the chores, the garden, and the plowin'
Daylight won't raise itself
Wave to Old John, the multitude of tongues
Hail to those missing out
As I fell asleep, caught in the dream where I'm drowning

Found a way out the dull house of mirrors, now back to my old ways
I'm on the way, I'm on
Found a way out the dull house of mirrors, now back to my old ways
I'm on the way, I'm on

Fall into line
To take up all my time
All the lists and all the ledgers
Holy marked and wholly measured
Fall deep in the mind
Bring up all you find
Turning tossing into turning
Lose the body, lose the journey
All the time you took, all the time you gave
Holy marked and wholly measured, but never saved