He may stretch but he won't tear He may give but he'll never care He's got sunken eyes and a head full of static fears And when he dreams he is a dreadful smear Of red and black and a choir of tears That haven't cried out in so many years And though he may catch on with practice and reprieve I do believe he's a long lost cause She may bend but she won't break What she'll give, what she'll never take She's got wounded knees and a heart that aims to please And when she dreams she is a peaceful sound Of quiet nights but quiet tears run down her cheeks She whimpers and veers Of course of course he wants to be near But I'm afraid hes a long lost cause