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Meanwhile back in the year one
When you belonged to no one
You didn't stand a chance, son
If your pants were undone

'Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society
One day you'll wake up in the present day
A million generations removed from expectations
Of being who you really want to be

Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day

So as you push off from the shore
Won't you turn your head once more
And make your peace with everyone?

For those who choose to stay
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should have done

And as you cross the wilderness
Spinning in your emptiness
You feel you have to pray

Looking for a sign
That the Universal Minds
Has written you into the Passion Play

Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day

And as you cross the circle line
Well, the ice-wall creaks behind
You're a rabbit on the run

And the silver splinters fly
In the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun

Well, do you ever get the feeling
That the story's too damn real
And in the present tense?

Or that everybody's on the stage
And it seems like you're the only person
Sitting in the audience?

Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day

Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
Meanwhile back in the year one   When you belonged to no one   You didn't stand a chance, son   If your pants were undone      'Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society   One day you'll wake up in the present day   A million generations removed from expectations   Of being who you really want to be      Skating away   Skating away   Skating away   On the thin ice of the new day      So as you push off from the shore   Won't you turn your head once more   And make your peace with everyone?      For those who choose to stay   Will live just one more day   To do the things they should have done      And as you cross the wilderness   Spinning in your emptiness   You feel you have to pray      Looking for a sign   That the Universal Minds   Has written you into the Passion Play      Skating away   Skating away   Skating away   On the thin ice of the new day      And as you cross the circle line   Well, the ice-wall creaks behind   You're a rabbit on the run      And the silver splinters fly   In the corner of your eye   Shining in the setting sun      Well, do you ever get the feeling   That the story's too damn real   And in the present tense?      Or that everybody's on the stage   And it seems like you're the only person   Sitting in the audience?      Skating away   Skating away   Skating away   On the thin ice of the new day      Skating away   Skating away   Skating away