Slightly Out of Reach

Working so hard
 What are you getting out of this
 Commitment, have many nice things
 But there's no time to take a rest
 And you're spent
 In the moment, you never seem to be
 That time will come
 Taken from those
 You should be here, you look on
 But you're not part of anything there
 The days and the years are passing
 Quite the man
 With your worldly possessions
 The crown upon you in all its glory
 Driven around
 Down these same ole roads
 You've known far too long
 Turning around's
 Not an option in front of you
 You're too far gone
 And all the signs are warning him
 A dead end street
 Taken from those
 You should be here, looking on
 But you're not part of anything there
 The days and the years have passed you
 Getting old
 With your worldly possessions
 The crown upon you in all its glory
 Not sure that you know
 Any more, what you feel right now
 To look back when you dreamed
 That you'd have everything you want
 It's so hard to just to get through
 So much of the time
 You were not here, you looked on
 But were not part of anything there
 The days and years have passed you
 Now you're old
 All your worldly possessions
 Crumbling...
 Now all of your time is spent there
 They moved on
 And they're not part of anything here
 The days and the years have passed you
 And you're old
 With your worldly possessions
 All crumbling round you
 And all it's glory