Going, gone
Going, going, going, gone
You had your shot but now I'm gone
Mourn me in your dreams tonight
See my silhouette in the morning light
Going, going, going, gone
Can't believe you thought I wouldn't catch on
Now I'm a face in the crowd
Sometimes that thought gets really loud
Taking down the mural now
Revolution fighting for myself
Leave absolutely no traces
Maybe I should get some help
Going, going, going, gone
Can't believe you thought I wouldn't catch on
Going, going, going, gone
You had your shot and now I'm gone