Teksty: George Harrison. Writing's on The Wall.

The writing's on the wall, brother
Your life is in your hands
It's up to you to see the writing's on the wall

It looks you in the eye, mister
It's time we stand up tall
Go see and understand the writing's on the wall

Strange we hold on to things that have no grace or power
While death holds on to us much more with every passing hour

And all the time you thought it would last
Your life, your friends would always be
'Til they're drunk away or shot away or die away from you

There's nothing that you need, sister
The Lord is in you all
Life is designed to see the writing's on the wall

The music's in the air, mothers
You may have heard it call
To you that you may see the writing's on the wall

And all the time you thought it would last
Your life, your friends would always be
'Til they're drunk away or shot away or die away from you

Be careful going home, sister
Be watchful down that road
You've got a lot of love, sister
More to grow

The writing's on the wall, brothers
Your life is in your hands
It's up to you to see the writing's on the wall
I hope that you may see the writing's on the wall