The price (Olympos Mons)

When the morning mist is fading and a new day´s breaking through I find myself walking this same old road some shadows are still dancing to a music never ending among them walks a man with a heavy load he´s only doing what he´s been told it´s the game he has to play nothing new, he´s getting old he lives from day to day it´s the price we pay for every single day we got to push to make the big wheel turn neither black nor white just another shade of grey if you reach the sky the sun will make you burn I am singing out my sadness as the morning mist arise let the sun come melt my pain again in the sunshine of tomorrow there´s a promise I´ve been told about a future wrapped in golden chains he´s only doing what he´s been told it´s the game he has to play nothing new, he´s getting old he lives from day to day it´s the price we pay for every single day we got to push to make the big wheel turn neither black nor white just another shade of grey if you reach the sky the sun will make you burn