THE OLD MAN

When he looked at the sky he could tell where the planes go, while I used to, teleport myself, on board and lead the way to another land, there I'd evolve into a happier child.
And he could not, erase the memories that once and for all blinded his soul he could not, erase the memories that once and for all blinded his soul.

There it was the old man projecting dreams under the dirt , with his face looking down, putting the hours in his mind, all above and beyond, like nothing mattered, like nothing mattered,
And he could not, erase the memories that once and for all blinded his soul he could not, erase the memories that once and for all blinded his soul.

Come on, Come on!
Try to keep yourself awake!
Come on, come on!
Beat the demons in your head!
Breathe in, breathe out!
Let your little boy know,
This is, no game
And you are here to fight!

He could not, erase the memories that once and for all blinded his soul he could not, erase the memories that once and for all blinded his soul.