When you take me on a journey through your crooked mindThat might give me some enlightenment, for I suppose that I was blindI still think there are excuses, maybe something that I missedWhen we built a little castle on a toy ground out of sandOn a rocky road to fame when things got slightly out of handYes, I seen it all coming just before it hit the farmIgnored all of the warnings when these dark clouds did appearDiving head on into trouble in a most unpleasant yearIn a most unpleasant yearShould have known the crop we're in, after years of sweat and toilA nice few shiny nuggets, always scraped down in the soilI'd be gone just before sunrise, leaving just a bitter tasteOf disappointment, of sorrow, of griefEndless fates and a hundred broken dreamsAnd half a lifetime we did wasteYes, I seen it all coming, and it's angry anymoreI'm happy that your greatness did help to clearClose the doorHelped to close the doorI'm not angry anymoreI'm not angry anymoreI'm not angry anymoreI'm not angry anymore