There is no need to say another word
It will be golden and eternal just like that
Something good will come of all things yet
Simple golden eternity blessing all
These roads don't move;
you're the one that moves.
These roads don't move;
you're the one that moves.
Now get my ticket and say goodbye
And leave San Francisco behind
Go back home across Autumn America
And it'll all be like it was in the beginning
Cause these roads don't move;
you're the one that moves
these roads don't move;
you're the one that moves
All the dark torturous memories
I do see my star still shining
All those years looking out of jail and ship windows
The irrational mortal loneliness is always crowned
These roads don't move;
you're the one that moves
these roads don't move;
you're the one that moves
these roads don't move;
you're the one that moves.