A thousand souls have filled this seat Patiently waiting - a friend in need No gain, no loss Worn out and waiting Another million thoughts Need direction In this state of mind Climbing up to the bottom line A thousand sights have brought him here Secretly longing - a mind set out of here A focused pace No need to rest Still he fills the empty space Need direction In this state of mind Climbing up to the bottom line A single heart who did not know Just for a reason, why he came to go And he was paralyzed - indecisiveness he chose When the seat becomes vacant, He will let you know Yeah, he will let you know Need direction In this state of mind Climbing up to the bottom line