innuendo

• while the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
  while the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
  while there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow
  till the mountains crumble into the plain
  oh yes we'll keep on tryin'
  tread that fine line
  oh we'll keep on tryin yeah
  just passing our time
  while we live according to race, colour or creed
  while we rule by blind madness and pure greed
  our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
  through the aeons, and on and on
  oh yes we'll keep on tryin'
  we'll tread that fine line
  oh oh we'll keep on tryin'
  till the end of time
  till the end of time
  through the sorrow all through our splendour
  don't take offence at my innuendo
  you can be anything you want to be
  just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be
  be free with your tempo be free be free
  surrender your ego be free be free to yourself
  oooh ooh
  if there's a god or any kind of justice under the sky
  if there's a point if there's a reason to live or die
  if there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask
  show yourself - destroy our fears - release your mask
  oh yes we'll keep on trying
  hey tread that fine line
  yeah we'll keep on smiling yeah (yeah yeah)
  and whatever will be will be
  we'll keep on trying
  we'll just keep on trying
  till the end of time
  till the end of time
  till the end of time