From the recording Olé

Lyrics

LIKE MY FATHER BEFORE ME
I CONSIDER A PAST / I CAN’T UNDERSTAND
AS I GRASP AT A MOMENT THAT SLIPS THROUGH MY HANDS
AND I STUMBLE TOWARD A FUTURE
CONCEALED IN A HAZE
HALF FAITH AND HALF FEAR
AND MY INNOCENT VISIONS NO LONGER SO CLEAR …
I WALK ON

NOW I DON’T KNOW WHERE THE DAYS GO
THEY TURN INTO WEEKS / THEY TURN INTO YEARS
SUMMERS TURN INTO CHRISTMAS
THEN THEY ALL DISAPPEAR
AND CHILDREN TURN FROM THEIR CHILD-LIKE TRUST
AS THEIR LAUGHTER IS TURNED INTO TEARS
STILL THEY LISTEN FOR THE VOICES
THAT WE ALL USED TO HEAR
THEY WALK ON

FROM THE FLASH OF CONCEPTION
TO THE FLOWERS ON A GRAVE
FROM THE JOY OF A BIRTH
TO THE COMING OF AGE
FROM THE FREEDOM OF THE SCHOOL YARD
TO THE MAN AT HIS WORK
FROM THE SAFETY OF A MOTHER’S ARMS
TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH
WE WALK ON …

WE WALK ON THROUGH THE DARKNESS
WE WALK ON TOWARD THE LIGHT
THROUGH THE CONFUSION AND ILLUSION
THROUGH THE FLOODS AND THE FIRE
WE WALK BACK TO THE FUTURE
WALK AWAY FROM THE FLAME
WE WALK BACK TO THE BEGINNING
WHERE WE’RE GIVEN A NEW NAME
WE WALK ON
WE WALK ON