I spent the best years of my life
Trying to wiggle out of sight
But someone made me nervous
Kept my eyes closed
When there's something in your eye
It's better not to fight just curl up
And take it it's for your own good
Come to my house break down the door
It's o.k.
I need help to believe
In so many things
It's o.k.
I feel no pain,
I know your name even
When i'm sleeping i'm awake
Crowned is the bird that hits the glass
And falls asleep in class

He's paid under the table
And taught to run
Shake shaky hands that built the stage
The kids are middle aged
And saccarine is our saviour
We trust its approach come to my house
Break down the door
It's o.k.
I need help to believe
In so many things
It's o.k.
Eyes a glaze transfixed upon a shelf
The keen social observer kills himself
His deepest fears take root in his distress
He was close so close but he broke