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?"