I am still a young man
Though my body´s growing old
I am older than the saviour
And the greatest story ever told
Lonely in a cafe
Starring at an empty plate
In the sorrow of the traffic
I felt my mind disintegrate
Glory be upon you
As the river rounds the bend
Through the wood of Sycamore
Where the colours darkly blend
I am still a young man
Though my body´s getting old
I am older than the saviour
And the greatest story ever told
I caught my hand in tangled briar
As I reached out for my name
And now I suffer in the forrest
From the injuries of fame
Glory be upon you
As you walk into the sea
Let the water close behind you
In your brine eternity
I am still a young man
Though my body´s getting old
I am older than the saviour
And the greatest story ever told
Glory be upon you
As they lay you in the earth
I know that you can hear e singing
The song before you lonely birth

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN