{Verse 1}
The last thought that crossed your mind
Before you drifted off
You held like a diamond
Inside the Holocaust
{Chorus 1}
Lost within the shadows
Always there to lend a hand
That wait on the periphery
The lot of everyman
{Verse 2}
They sent for ancient visions
Born on angel wings
Where every dream is freeze-framed
Like flowers by a stream
{Chorus 2}
People dwell inside their cells
Fashioned by their own hands
What do you make of all of it?
The lot of everyman
{Verse 3}
There was a flood of purpose
And a flood of dusty doubts
You opened up a keyhole
And there you drifted out
{Chorus 3}
Drifted out along the shoreline
Where joy kisses the sand
Geography of gladness
The lot of everyman
Lost within the shadows
That seem to stalk this land
What do you make of all of it?
The lot of everyman