People are puppets held together with string
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him
As he asks me to pray to the God he doesn't believe inTime and again boys are raised to be men
Impatient they start, fearful they end
But here was a man mourning tomorrow
He drank, but finally drowned in his sorrowOh, he could not break surface tension
He looked in the wrong place for redemptionAnd don't look at me with those eyes
I tried to unheave the ties
Turn back the tide that drew him
But he couldn't be saved
A sadness runs through him
Through him
Time and again boys are raised to be men
Impatient they start, fearful they end
But here was a man mourning tomorrow
Who drank, but finally drowned in his sorrowOh, he could not break surface tension
He looked in the wrong place for redemptionDon't look at me with those eyes
I tried to unheave the ties
Turn back the tide that drew him
But he couldn't be saved
A sadness runs through him
Through himDon't look
Don't look
Don't don't
Don't look at me with those eyes
I tried to unheave the ties
Turn back the tide that drew him
But he couldn't be saved
No he couldn't be saved
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
