People are puppets, held together with string
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him,
As he asked me to pray to the god
He doesn't believe in

Time and again boys race to be men
Impatient they start, fearful they end
But here was a man mourning tomorrow
He drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow

He could'nt break surface tension
He looked in the wrong place for redemption

Don't look at me with those eyes
I tried anaethetize
Turn back the tide that drew him
He couldn't be saved
A sadness runs through him

Time and again boys race to be men:
Impatient they start, fearful They end
But here was a man mourning tomorrow
He drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow

He could not break surface tension
He looked in the wrong place for redemption

Don't look at me with those eyes
I tried anaethetize
Turn back the tide that drew him
But he could not be saved
A sadness runs through him

Don't look at me with those eyes
I tried anaethetize
Turn back the tide that drew him
But he could not be saved
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him