"Who do you think you were? So gallant and presentable, something still was missing. Who do you swear you are? A venomous reptile, fangs out and hissing. What happened to the man they knew there? Was he swallowed up by the future? Feet fastened to the air Who do you want to be? Shove talent on a pedestal then proceed to wishing. What are you screaming for? Mix metaphors and similes but noone's even listenin'. What happened to the twinkling eyes? Did they die a fiery death? Feet fastened to the sky You have let yourself go. Once valiant and invincibile, young and resolute Life lost its glorious glow, even that became disposable. Strung out on the truth What happened to the son of your mother? Was he busy freeing his mind? Feet fastened to the air Go see the surgeon complaining of a loss of blood, begging for a suture."