freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days
hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar
dark grin, he can't help when his happy looks insane
even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
he don't know, so he chases them away
someday yet, he'll begin his life again
life again, life again...
kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read
prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame
even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
he don't know, so he chases them away
someday yet, he'll begin his life again
whispering hands, gently lead him away
him away, him away...
(forget about him...)
even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
he don't know, so he chases them away
someday yet, he'll begin his life again
whispering hands, gently lead him away
him away, him away...