Belief In The Small Man Songtext

Just as one life turns from birthJust as the ring finds its worthJust as the leaf turns to goldSo you and I will be soldSold for the work doneWhile we could feel youngSold for the new sonGold for the pure oneWhere does ou rhome lieWhere is our ownLonely the cold cryOnly unknownDark comes the night on the agedHard comes the day still unpaid yetAll in a bed still unmade itChokes like the tomb and it says it?sSold for the work doneWhile we could feel youngSold for the new sonGold for the pure oneWhere does our home lieWhere is our ownLonely the cold cryOnly unknown, unknown, unknownSold for the work doneWhile we could feel youngSold for the new sonGold for the pure oneWhere does our home lieWhere is our ownLonely the cold cryOnly unknown (repeat to end)