they won t know who we are so we both can pretend it s written on the mountains a line that never ends as the devil spoke we spilled out on the floor and the pieces broke and the people wanted more and the rugged wheel is turning another round dorian carry on will you come along to the end will you ever let us carry on swaying like the children singled out for praise the inside out on the open with the straightest face as the sad eyed woman spoke we missed our chance the final dying joke caught in our hands and the rugged wheel is turning another round dorian carry on will you come along to the end will you ever let us carry on dorian will you follow us down