Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday   What a dark old way to stay the same   As it enters through your breathing, close your eyes and feel them turn it grey      Oh, heart of gold, spring time life and laughter borne, now you wander there alone   Down that way where life is a bad place, life is a sad place, always      Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday   What a dark old way to stay the same   As it enters through your breathing, close your eyes and feel them turn it grey      Oh, heart of stone, nights were there for you alone, now the greymen linger long   And nights are cold and hard and days are slipping away paced, moving on always