Work for sunset, turn and yield to night

Start over thirteen thousand times

It leaves me weary and confined

The world darkens, I sit here resigned

Na na na na, na na na na na

Na na na na, na na na na na

Na na na na, na na na na na

Na na na na, na na na na na

I sit in a kettle and adjust the heat

I point at the symptoms when the problem is me

These are the wars we need to fight

These are the doors we need to close

Strike a match to push away the night

That's drawing ever closer

I hope by the time I'm forty-five

I won't give up to stay alive

There's things that must be said and changed

Before the world is over