Through - Remastered 2006

Is that enough?
 I think it's over
 See, everything has changed
 And all this hatred may just make me strong enough
 To walk away
 They may chase me to the ends of the earth
 But I've got you babe
 And they may strip me of the things that I've worked for
 But I've had my say
 So hear me now
 I've enough of these chains
 I know they're of my making
 No one else to blame for where I stand today
 I've no memory of truth
 But suddenly the audience is so cruel
 So God, hey God you know why I'm through
 Through
 I guess it's tough, I guess I'm older
 And everything must change
 But all this cruelty and money instead of love
 People, have we no shame?
 Well they may chase me to the ends of the earth
 But I've got you, babe
 And they may take away the things that I've worked for
 But you'll pull me through, babe
 It's so clear to me now
 I've enough of these chains
 Life is there for the taking
 What kind of fool would remain in this, in this cheap, gilded cage?
 I've no memory of truth
 But suddenly the audience is so cruel
 Oh God, I'm sorry
 I think I'm through
 I think I'm through
 I think I'm, I know I'm