Narrow Way کے بول

You watch the candle burning You stand inside the flame You thought you were a light bulb You've never known your age Or the number of the page And though you've seldom travelled You've rode upon the world You've sat inside the saddle You've watched the skies unfurl You've rode upon the world We've seen you raging naked Across mountain and plain You've played with painted ladies You've trod the narrow way Trod the narrow way There's nothing here to mention As silently the rust Digests the foundations And gathers with the dust And gathers with the dust The times you think of speaking There is nobody near The times you think of listening There is nothing to hear There is nothing to hear You watch the candle burning You stand inside the flame You thought you were a light bulb You've never known your age Or the number of the page