Through the frosty window pane
We catch a glimse of stars
Smiling as they sail around
Knowing it ain't up to them -
It's all down to us

Watch the weary faces
As we pass the pipe again
Laughing slide in empty streams
All the way in the cause
Of long, long last dreams

Conversations drift to grow in
Smoke-rings at the moon
And when we try to argue
All our words spin around in circles
Like a circus we all need to heed
The very learned leader of the ring,
The very learned leader of the ring

We all need to heed
The leader of the ring