The road show.

Darkness and light
Follow you down;
Down to the end, my friend.
Day and the night
Circle around;
Round to the end, again.

They think they know you,
But what do they know?
What do they say?
To your face.

The young and the old
Protect your path,
Up to the only road.
Body and soul
Together laugh,
As you ascend your throne.

They think they own you,
But what do they own?
What do they sell?
To themselves.