I knew a man that had died in a ship of his own design
When he came back his heart was dead, he said "kid,
You are on my track"
And every day since then has passed
In a sad and peculiar way
That leaves my heart so dark and gray
I knew a kid who clawed his way from the womb to the second grade
They sold his heart for a pill that dims the sun and makes
The sky seem still
So I wrote his name upon the cask
And when the cash came out well I made a pass
Because all my friends
Have folded hands
When he came back his heart was dead, he said "kid,
You are on my track"
And every day since then has passed
In a sad and peculiar way
That leaves my heart so dark and gray
I knew a kid who clawed his way from the womb to the second grade
They sold his heart for a pill that dims the sun and makes
The sky seem still
So I wrote his name upon the cask
And when the cash came out well I made a pass
Because all my friends
Have folded hands