I knew a man that had died in a ship of his own design
when he came back his heart was dead, he said "kid,
you are on my track"
and every day since then has passed
in a sad and peculiar way
that leaves my heart so dark and gray
I knew a kid who clawed his way from the womb to the second grade
they sold his heart for a pill that dims the sun and makes
the sky seem still
so I wrote his name upon the cask
and when the cash came out well I made a pass
because all my friends
have folded hands