Five little ones, all in a row
One strikes it rich
One leaves for Rome
One wins reknown
One won't come home
And the last may find love
Like we're all dreaming of
If the world is still turning
Four little ones, all in a row
One will go mad
Two dies alone
Three runs away, address unknown
And the last may find love
Like we're all dreaming of
If the world is still turning
Three little ones, all in a row
The first will find peace, but the second's undone
He raves of ghosts that crawl in his bones
And the last may find love
Like we're all dreaming of
If the world is still turning
Tomorrow