This lonely old man at heart Resting gray hairs On wrinkled arms With nothing but A stool to hold up his back
Skinny legs With Japanese mileage Crossed at the ankles He's unaware
Maybe you've never seen it Maybe you've never been through it It's the only way To understand it
Unaware Of his surroundings Youth in packs Swarming Like wolves to a fresh kill The scenic tracks He's just scared About dying
Maybe you've never seen it Maybe you've never been through it It's the only way To understand it Save your clever statements Braid your severed view of it It's the only way To understand it
Too bad Too bad Too bad So sad Days have come to an end Where all Where all has been lost
Maybe you've never seen it Maybe you've never been through it It's the only way To understand it Save your clever statements Braid your severed view of it It's the only way To understand it
