Your burden becomes the bearer Bearer brings the burden to bear I'll become the one you come around When no other bearers are there But will I have the strength after bringing all the weight Of everything I've been pulling even younger bones will break Underneath the pressure the burden finds a way But then it has its own new load of burdens to delegate Oh, will I become what I despise? Will I pass it along, is this my prize? Someday even this burden will need someone to take And just like his bestowers before him His buckle will be his break Oh, will I become, oh, what I despise? Will I pass it along, is this my prize?