Quiet Life

Boys, now the times are changing

The going could get rough

Boys, would that ever cross your mind?

Boys, are you contemplating moving out somewhere?

Boys, will you ever find the time?

Here we are stranded

Somehow it seems the same

Beware, here comes the quiet life again

Boys, now the country's only miles away from here

Boys, do you recognize the signs?

Boys, when these driving hands push against the tracks

Boys, it's too late to wonder why

Here we are stranded

Somehow it seems the same

Beware, here comes the quiet life again

As you turn to leave

Never looking back

Will you think of me?

If you ever, could it ever stop?