Lyrics:

Come child, join me, now that the whiskey
Has turned me into another man
We'll talk and we'll laugh like old times
And we'll try to understand
As I see your face, pale and terrified
It's a nightmare coming true
And believe me, daughter, everyday
It's a new you I'm talking to

'Everyday you have to watch me come down the stairs
Confused, waking up with yesterday's memories
But hearing my own voice telling me
That yesterday was years ago'
Old scholar - man of wisdom
Take your daughter to Hyperion
Now, don't hesitate to come
Put a dagger to her heart
Let her spirit fly to the sun
Let her spirit fly to the sun
How, my god, can this be true?
And why did it happen to you?
Why do I have to stand helpless by
Stand by to relive your life too
I come to find upright in bed
To remember all the tears we have shed
Don't tell me, 'cause I already know
I'll let you cry for the twentieth night in a row

'I mean - knowing that I'm getting younger everyday
Losing the memories of people I haven't even met yet
What happens next? I just keep getting younger and smaller
And less capable, until I just disappear some day'
Old scholar - man of wisdom
Take your daughter to Hyperion
Now, don't hesitate to come
Put a dagger to her heart
Let her spirit fly to the sun
Let her spirit fly to the sun

I remember you smilling in the sun
I recall everything you and I have done
To relive it everyday is too hard for me
Welcome back, little one
I won't hold you back
I won't stand between you and your destiny
There were times when I ignored all the signs I was given
But now I have to let go and set you free
Considering that, all hatred driven hence
The soul recovers radical innocence
And learns at last that it is self-delighting
Self-appeasing, self-affrighting
And that its own sweet will is heaven's will
She can, though every face should scowl
And every windy quarter howl
Or every bellows burst, be happy still