Sun on your back
Neck turning pink
World movin' slow
So you know what you think
Nothing but lines and a bait-hook
To trouble the water
Change isn't bad
But change should go slow
One change above can shift ten things below
Know when to stop
Or you'll find yourself chopping down
All trees, they're still growing
The old ways we all know
The old rules, the old days
The glory
These old eyes can still see
These old hands remind me
The old life, the old times
The glory
When you step into a nest of hornets
Someone's gonna get stung
Better to let nature take its course
If you're standing there atop the ladder
Hanging on the top rung
You won't ever feel the river's force
Oh, the people down below sense
The turning of the tide
They want someone in command
Who's uniquely qualified
To defend them, protect them
Restore their respect
And their kind!
Counter the slack
Temper the speed
Follow the currents, and watch where they lead
Catch what they're missing
And learn how to listen
To all souls, they still cry
Over the wall, dry
The old fight, the old score
The new chance to fight for
The glory
The glory
The glory
Sun on your back
Neck turning pink
The world moving slow so you know what you think