Lyrics

You walk the broken stones still warm Sunlight calculates its form Some quick shadow, newly-worn Ideas spinning in your arms Could it be we've won? And all the various routes of promise have converged The troubadour is here, you heard The youngest son, alive with firsts About to learn, about to burst But still turning from the worst Fa la la la From the fight and flight That was too late one night: Stopped me at the door Stopped me at the door Too late to be what you were just before Stopped me at the door Stopped me at the door Oh, you couldn't know unless you'd been there before The child king recklessness it failed Floored like all the service trays The nurses take them all away You're all done counting what you've made It is enough and nothing, paid A kiss is blown, a kiss to cry For 'til one day it makes you smile It will take time, a long, long while The country in its dream of gold You're flashing, young and old La la la You're going right to your flight It's leaving tonight Stopped me at the door Stopped me at the door Oh, you couldn't know unless you've been there before Stopped me at the door Stopped me at the door Too late to be what you were just before Stopped me at the door, stopped me at the door