When one day the ferryman comes
And sets off from the known shores
They say beneath these waves
Pure hearts have no fear
Reminiscently writes your invoice
Counting virtues and flaws
Oh boy, you never knew
It all adds up to now
If he sets sail now
He'll make it to heaven or hell before dawn
Across on this ocean everyone goes
Moves into a better home
The ugly old cocoon
Is about to crack open soon
If he sets sail now
He'll make it to heaven or hell before dawn
What can be said?
And what believed?
You say that it is scientific knowledge now
The blind will see?
The deaf will hear?
Everyone is happy like on holidays
You've written all
Now you must go
It all just put you way back to the the question
"Why?"