Shining On

I was running out on life,
 I was living in a cheap bungalow
 The candle light was burning
 when the cars within the night began to roll
 It was kind of like a movie
 There were fifty ways to die before your eyes
 So I picked a piece of paper up
 and pretty soon the images collide
 I'm shining on, shining on, shining on
 I'm shining on, shining on, shining on
 Well pretty soon you're waiting
 for the first to bring the ending in a hurst
 For the man who you thought friendly wasn't man
 he wasn't man, he was a nurse
 And they hang the naked wicked,
 and ... they will thank you, Lord
 For you bruce this naked vanity
 and sadly now this ferry man may die
 I'm shining on, shining on, shining on
 I'm shining on, shining on, shining on