Текст: The Wolfgang Press. Derek The Confessor.

Well, I've been thinking about all of the things I've said
And all the things I seem to keep inside my head
I won't take them back, I won't take them home
The monkey's dead but there will be another one

Well, I've been thinking about all of the things I've done
You turn to me and tell me that your life's on one
You can't sow the facts and then appear so wise
And there's no looking back without a compromise

Well, I've been thinking about all of the things I've seen
Like looking around for people inside my reach
You can't take them back, you can't take them home
So if you let them down then you must let them go