And I know that it's true all the fire has burned thru, well you know I've played so hard and the light grows so dim and my time's getting slim all the words just don't mean much. And I know I'm saying, goodbye and I know that I'm going down to die. In my heart, there's a wind and it swirls up a dim it's so loud it drowns my mind 'till the coin that I pass to the ferryman's grasp, let's me leavemy pain behind. So I part and I'm so cold and I hope to release my heart, better leave while my song still call it's the truth that I'm going down to die.