NO RETURN
I
A gun is pointed at your head
Shadows eat the path behind you
Strike out and leave a life that’s dead
Pray a ray of hope will find you
Cross that burning bridge instead
Let the ashes of your ships remind you
that even should all your questions daze, blaze and burn
The answer’s yes – there’s no no no …
No return
II
Watch the clock, the hands have stopped
They’re stuck in time from lack of action
So move your own before they’re chopped,
And open up your cell a fraction
If not, the guillotine that’s dropped
Is sure to cause you some distraction
Your tombstone past should no longer cause you concern
Your time is up – there’s no no no …
No return
(… continued …)