From: “Time Passages” (1978) [Intro] (break)                (break)            (break) [Verse 1] What if you reached the age of    reason Only to find there was no reprieve Would you still be a man for all   seasons?  Or would you just have to leave We measure our days out In steps of un-  certainty Not turning to see how we’ve come And peer down the highway From here to e-   ternity And reach out for love on the run    While the man for all seasons Is lost behind the sun  (break) [Interlude] (break)                (break)        [Verse 2] Henry Plantagenet still looks for   someone  To bring good news in his hour of doubt While Thomas More waits in the Tower of    London Watching the sands running out And measures the hours out From here to ob-  livion In actions that can’t be undone    A sailor through the darkness He scans the meridian     And caught by the first rays of dawn   The man for all seasons Is lost beneath the storm (break) [Bridge] |     |     |     | | And I should know by now   I should know by now I hear them call it out all around                                 2/4    Oh they go: Aah ah ah-ah aah aah aah There’s nothing to believe in                            2/4 Hear them: Aah ah ah-ah aah aah aah Just daydreams  deceiving they’ll just let you down [Solo] | | | | | | | | | % | | | | | |         (break) [Interlude] | | | | % | | | | | % | | | | | % | | | | | % | [Verse 3] So what if you reached the age of    reason  Only to find there was no reprieve Would you still be a man for all   seasons?  Or would you just disbelieve? We measure our gains out In luck and co-  incidence Lanterns to turn back the night   And put our defeats down To chance or ex-  perience And try once again for the light   Some wait for the waters    of fortune to cover them    Some just see the tides of ill chance running over them Some call on Jehovah some  cry out to   Allah   Some wait for the boats that still row to Val- hallah Well you should try to accept what the fates are un-  folding While some say they’re sure where the blame should be   falling You look round for maybe  a chance of fore-stalling But too soon it’s over and done       (break) And the man for all seasons Is lost behind the sun [Outro] (break)          | |  %  | |    |