One sound, one single sound
    One kiss, one single kiss
    A face outside the window pane
    However did it come to this?
    A man who ran, a child who cried
    A girl who heard, a voice that lied
    The sun that burned a fiery red
    The vision of an empty bed
    The use of force, he was so tough
    She'll soon submit, she's had enough
    The march of fate, the broken will
    Someone is lying very still
    He has laughed and he has cried
    He has fought and he has died
    He's just the same as all the rest
    He's not the worst, he's not the best
    And still this ceaseless murmuring
    The babbling that I brook
    The seas of faces, eyes upraised
    The empty screen, the vacant look
    A man in black on a snow white horse,
    A pointless life has run its course,
    The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
    As he fades into the setting sun