Amsterdam

Forty years from now

Will I still be scratching away at this hole

Will I look back into this jar and see a presence worth mentioning?

I'll be in Amsterdam in the morning

Walking in the footsteps of what I once believed in

Forty years from now

Will I still be za-onda-way at this hole

We-saw-na-mentioning

I'll be in Amsterdam in the morning

Walking in the footsteps of what I once believed in I know the sign

In soft morning light

I know...

I know...

I know the light

Is it so over?

I know the light

Down the water...

If you say it's over then it's

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