 (Vedder, Gossard)
Freezing. Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete. Again.
Oh, Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. Ooh yeah.
Oh, hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. Ooh.
Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Yeah.
Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies.
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh.
Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again.
Life again. Life again.
Kneeling. Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read. Ooh yeah.
Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything. No.
Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way. Yeah, woo.
Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame. Yeah.
Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies.
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh.
Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah.
Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away.
Lead him away. Him away.
Yeah.
Woo. Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, motherfucker.
Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Yeah.
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh.
A-someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah.
Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away.
Lead him away. Him away.
Yeah.
Woo. Uh huh yeah. Yeah yeah, fuck it up again.
I died. I died and you just stood there. I died and you watched me.
I died and you walked by and said, "No. I'm dead."
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