The words are cheap
Looks are taxing...

Empty leaves
Awaiting closure...

Look at me
And tell me what you see...

Laughable are the tears of pain
Painful are their tears of laughter...

The dirt scatters on his face
as he trudges towards his grave...

He was crippled
but only his body was cracked...

I wanted to help her
See her take flight...

A forest full of by-gones
Shattered, shattered...

When they thought we had just "begun"
We found that gun...

Just short of love
Is what happens when you speak...

When the words of our song
Were sold to her...

The boy at the sea
He always makes me ponder...