Let's recount our history, our tale of boom and bustnWe could talk a good fight on our daynBut when we got a hand to play we bit the dustnNow in our threadbare suits we do our dutynStill sold on the pursuit of a common causennNow let us call to memory such witness as we darenWe built our bridges, burned them down as wellnMaybe all we have to tell is off the squarenWe tried our instant remedies, they didn't clear the airnWho could foresee how it was bound to end, in a break or in a bend?nWe intended well enoughnnOh, but the clock was always counting, the envelope was sealednAnd as the pressure's mounting, still precious little is revealednnStill, let us speak of comradeship, of how we stood as onenShoulder to shoulder, through the thick and thinnWhile the roof was caving innAlthough everything begins in good faithnFor all our sins we'll all end up being skinnednAnd now there's nowhere left to run to, there's nowhere left to hidenWe're strapped in and we're gunning for the roller-coaster ridennIf we're living our lives as though God's at our shouldersnIf we're giving of our best, by an effort of willnThen we'll be up for the test, we'll never know when we're over the hillnnHere comes then bit where we decidenNo passengers come on this ridenCivilians, the broken-hearted, need not applynnI count to a thousand and tennI keep my eyes tight shut and thennUnsteadily count the numbers back down againnUnsteadily count the numbers back down againnUnsteadily count the numbers back down againnnHead on into the wind, on a heavenly missionnTry to play with the spin while we burn in our heartsnAlthough we know we'll never winnWe're still learning our lessons in the darknnThere's no choice here to make, there's no easier decisionnThan to stand up, stand straight and to give it a trynAnd there's no time for hesitation as the stations of our lives are passing bynnHeads up and face front as brother to brothernTime to come to the call if we're true to how we werenBecause at last and after all we've given each other our wordsnIf we live out our lives as though God's sat at our shouldersnIf we give of our best and then give some more stillnPress on, with no pause for breath, then we'll see each other over the hillnnNow if we speak of distances we're only covering old groundnWhat's done is done and if we have become of worth at allnWe'll hope to see things in the roundnLet's close the book on history and keep it safe and soundnWhile we've been moving forward to our goalsnWe have done as we have told, so the story's closed behind usnThe countdown comes in backwards, that much was always clearnSo when it reaches zero our heroes disappear