So you've been confused
Your confidence is disorganized
So you do your exercise as you speed beneath the bay
I would tell you to sing because that would bring control to you
Some things make the world seem new;
Your voice is such a thing
You didn't wat to break the news
But it didn't cut your tongue
And Omar is still so young
I know that he can take it
"I don't want to be rude,"
You told him at the turnstile
His teeth went dust behind his smile
You disappeared down the tube
So your ship was blown to sea from the road where it was tied up
So many men have died up on the route to Han*lei