| [00:12.50] | Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again |
| [00:21.50] | Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days, ooh yeah |
| [00:30.50] | Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, ooh yeah |
| [00:39.50] | Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah |
| [00:59.50] | Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies |
| [01:08.50] | Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh... |
| [01:17.50] | Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again...life again...life again... |
| [01:28.50] | Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah |
| [01:37.50] | Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything |
| [01:46.50] | Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way |
| [01:56.50] | Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah... |
| [02:07.50] | Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies |
| [02:16.50] | Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah... |
| [02:25.50] | Someday yet, he'll begin his life again |
| [02:33.50] | Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away, him away... |
| [02:47.50] | Yeah! Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up... |
| [03:50.50] | Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies |
| [03:58.50] | Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away... |
| [04:07.50] | Ooh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah |
| [04:17.50] | Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away...him away... |
| [04:30.50] | Yeah! Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy... |