(Note some words in 2nd line of chorus very indistinct) (Others invited to correct please - this is as close as I could get) Face to the wall And the universe is falling I'm not ready You make the call And the last thing you were thinking of Was being a star... I don't know Writing the book of last pages Somewhere, all times Meanwhile it all gets more real each day From the unknown to the way home Like women at vow You're devoted now to them Doesn't matter When you get there, it's gone It's another planet coming in space Backwards, too Guess I'm lost... Writing the book of last pages Somewhere, all times Meanwhile it all gets more real each day From the unknown to the way home INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS This is the day When we climb the fence around you Are you ready? Taking it on You can see unfinished business everywhere All the things you want to do Seems all right... Writing the book of last pages Somewhere, all times Meanwhile it all gets more real each day From the unknown to the way home Writing the book of last pages Somewhere, all times Meanwhile it all gets more real each day From the unknown to the way home Writing the book of last pages Somewhere, on times