Orpheus:
If it's true what they say
If there's nothing to be done
If it's true that it's too late
And the girl I love is gone

And they say I would do well
To go back the way I came
Everybody for himself they say
Your lover felt the same

If it's true what they say
I'll be on my way

If it's true what they say
What's the purpose of a man?
Just to turn his eyes away?
Just to throw up both his hands?

What's the use of his backbone
If he never stands upright?
If he turns his back on everyone
That he could've stood beside?

If it's true what they say
Then I'll be on my way
We can all be on our way
If it's true what they say

Hemes:
And Persephone heard the poor boy sing
And it broke her heart in two
So she went to find that mighty king
To see what she could do
And the boy turned to go
'Cause he thought no one could hear
But everybody knows that walls have ears
And the workers heard him

Workers:
If it's true what they say

Hermes:
With their hammers swinging

Workers:
What's the purpose of a man?

Hermes:
And they quit their working

Workers:
Just to turn his eyes away

Hermes:
When they heard him singing

Workers:
Just to throw up both his hands?

Hermes:
No hammer swinging

Workers:
What's the use of his backbone

Hermes:
No pickaxe ring

Workers:
If he never stands upright?

Hermes:
And they stood and listened

Workers:
If he turns his back on everyone

Hermes:
To the poor boy sing

Workers:
That he could've stood beside

Orpheus:
And I don't believe it's true
I believe in me and you
And you, and you

I believe that we are brothers
I believe that we are friends

Workers:
We stand and listen

Orpheus:
I believe that friends will always
Stand together if they can

Workers:
We're standing with him

Orpheus:
I believe we can
I believe the world is better
Than the way they say it is

Workers:
We're standing near him

Orpheus:
And if we stood together
We would have the world to give

Workers:
We hear him

Orpheus:
I believe the world is ours to give
I believe that we are many
I believe that they are few

Workers:
We're standing

Orpheus:
And it isn't for the few
To tell the many what is true

Workers:
We understand him

Orpheus:
So I ask you
I ask you as a brother

Workers:
We're standing

Orpheus:
And I ask you as a friend

Workers:
Standing

Orpheus:
And I ask you as a lover

Workers:
Standing

Orpheus:
And I ask you once again

Workers:
Standing

Orpheus:
Is it true what they say?