Since I got wise to the man I am
I've tried to claim a little less
And be a little more
Ambition has been exceeded only by
My reluctance to begin
Though I've been writing songs for years
About the art of giving in

I'd like to be a martyr if it didn't hurt too much
But I'll give you my consent to push me in
It's the only way I ever learned, ever learned to swim

Here's me
I'm no good at fighting
Not one for shouting loud
I just lose myself in the crowd
Slipping away without a sound

Here's me, the reluctant disciple
Standing on the edge of Paradise
Thinking that the world is much too nice to lose

Too long I've stood upon this border
I know too much, I've seen it all
But now I turn my back to the sticks and stones
And I know what I've got to do
I've closed the book, my life is through
There's only one direction I can go
Goodeye, reluctant disciple
Reluctant disciple
I'm leaving you behind
Bow down your head
Oh Bow down your head
This is goodbye!