There is no need to say another word It will be golden and eternal just like that Something good will come of all things yet Simple golden eternity blessing all These roads don't move; you're the one that moves. These roads don't move; you're the one that moves. Now get my ticket and say goodbye And leave San Francisco behind Go back home across Autumn America And it'll all be like it was in the beginning Cause these roads don't move; you're the one that moves these roads don't move; you're the one that moves All the dark torturous memories I do see my star still shining All those years looking out of jail and ship windows The irrational mortal loneliness is always crowned These roads don't move; you're the one that moves these roads don't move; you're the one that moves these roads don't move; you're the one that moves.