When the Stars Have Run Out of Souls Songtext
von The Great Crusades

Oh, when the stars have run out of souls to give
And the light in the sky has turned cold
When the dust has all gone away
That will be our dying day

If you could talk to the stars on any given night
Don′t you know what they'd say?
Is not what we had in mind
They′d say on our dying day


Well, "Gather 'round, gather 'round", they′d say from the dark
"We′re gonna give you one last chance
We'll send one more soul down from the sky
You better pray that it find its way"

Oh, don′t you know, don't you know what will happen to it
When the soul finds a place to live?
Baby, will grow from a boy to a man
And then comes his dying day

Oh, the last soul alive caved into himself
Said, "I can′t show you the way
Got no hope, no future, no love"
He said on our dying day

Oh, he said on our dying day