In a world lit only by fire Long train of flares under piercing stars I stand watching the steamliners roll by The caravan thunders onward To the distant dream of the city The caravan carries me onward On my way at last On my way at last I can't stop thinking big I can't stop thinking big On a road lit only by fire Going where I want, instead of where I should I peer out at the passing shadows Carried through the night into the city Where a young man has a chance of making good A chance to break from the past The caravan thunders onward Stars winking through the canvas hood On my way at last In a world where I feel so small I can't stop thinking big I was brought up to believe The universe has a plan We are only human It's not ours to understand The universe has a plan All is for the best Some will be rewarded And the devil take the rest All is for the best Believe in what we're told Blind men in the market Buying what we're sold Believe in what we're told Until our final breath While our loving Watchmaker Loves us all to death In a world of cut and thrust I was always taught to trust In a world where all must fail Heaven's justice will prevail The joy and pain that we receive Each comes with its own cost The price of what we're winning Is the same as what we've lost Until our final breath The joy and pain that we receive Must be what we deserve I was brought up to believe