Away It Goes

To the gods, it might be funny

They're not worried 'bout the end

Away, away, away we go

We can't stay young forever

In this old rodeo

Away, away, away it goes

Don't you worry 'bout storms with lightning

All you can do is give it up

And tomorrow might be frightening

And we might run out of luck

Let me hold your hand

In the dead of night

If we're bound by time

Let me hold

Your hand

Tonight

Well, we all have our moments

Or are we just skipping stones?

Away, away, away they go

Don't you worry 'bout storms with lightning

All you can do is give it up

And tomorrow might be frightening

And we might run out of luck

Let me hold your hand

In the dead of night

If we're bound by time

Let me hold

Your hand

Tonight