Clear the way* to my revelry
It's almost time
Clear the way to my flag
It's almost time
Trim down your dreams that life has a master
And it will charge you back
Life was not like this, not like this
Do not risk it being happy
To never cry
We were not like this, not like this
Shut the door that our conversation
Cannot be heard out there
Life was not like this, not like this
Lowered flag, saved revelry
Not to be used