Styx (Outro)

Running fast, the river rhythm drags along their bodies
I feel sorry for their fathers if they work it out

Gotta go
These pots of gold have gone to waste so I gotta go
Oh these stories that I've told; gotta go
Gotta go, gotta go
Just put it all on my shoulders
These souls are so cold, they're
In need of water
Take a look at what you see in front of you
Take a look at what you see in front of you and-
Notice that you can't understand where I'm coming from
Don't think that you can understand where I'm coming from..

(Notice that you can't understand where I'm coming from
Don't think that you can understand where I'm coming from)..