It is said that when we leave this world It we have suffered we will be saved So I'll lift up my head whoever I am What I cannot do here there's a place that I can
I'm waiting for the silent boatman To ferry me across the unknown waters
In this life though I've tried Many things couldn't be Closed minds with faces looking down onto me Parting means grief but only for those left All men descend into earth at the very same depth
I'm waiting for the silent boatman To ferry me across the unknown waters
I wonder if in death man at last can love man Stripped of all life's gifts to him No ego to remain When you reach Jordan's banks there's no money Power Of fame No third or second class the fare is all the same
I'm waiting for the silent boatman To ferry me across the unknown waters
