Was your last scene a blow
Why did you have to go
When there was so much more to unlock
Inside your secret box
The hare backhands the fox
And the fork runs away with the spoon
Did it happen too soon
And your blind, idiot eyes locked gazes with the moon
The piper forgets his tune
Will it get better within a year or two
Who was there to find a way
For you to not decay
There was a way
And I asked you to come
Still you just played it dumb
Yet you're no longer young
And you pay without asking the price
For the sacrifice
That a reclusive mind's convinced would be so nice
The joy of not thinking twice
That old question regarding the men and the mice
Empty days and empty nights
No longer in the sights
Set to rights by a fatalistic view
A bit more than you could chew
But God what else could you do
When the questions were piled up so high
And that speedy reply
It's not my place to judge
But I still don't think it will fly or even get you by
But by God just give it your best damn try