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.
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