Eli sat by the window
With his fingers on the table
All the brains paper pencils circled 'round him
Tried to zero in
Mental image of the fretboard on his right hand caught his eye
Like the sunbeam from the window
When the gla** hit his face
It made sixteen cuts above his jaw
It was said
He was dead
He remains on two inch tape
In the storm of poison that rode South through Yonkers
Beat Manhattan
Like a skull beats its mirror
Did you see that?
Hey there
The black coat and the white hair
Frostbite is in the air
I'm not afraid of that man
I'm not afraid of the beasts who k**ed him
I'm not afraid of the box I live in
Or the holes I sleep in
I'm afraid of the bleeding in my brain
And the rusted metal in my chest
When the gla** hit my face
It shot eighteen years of energy out of a cannon
Crystal said
When I'm dead
I'll be remembered by my friends
As a machine so efficient
I was almost living and breathing
Did you see that?
Hey there
The black coat and the white hair
Frostbite is in the air
Mental image of the steel strings on my right hand struck a chord
Like the electric man behind the wall
And his hand hit my face
It sent raging up my ribcage
Sparrow said
We're all dead
And there must be something wrong in my head
When I shot out of that cannon
I was almost living and breathing
Did you see that?
Hey there
The black coat and the white hair
Frostbite is in the air