People are puppets held together with string,
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him,
He asked me to pray to the god he doesn't believe in,
Time and again boys race to be men,
Impatient they start, fearful they end, but,
He was a man mourning tomorrow,
He drank finally drowned in his sorrow.

Oh, he could not break surface tension,
He looked in the wrong place for redemption,
Don't look at me with those eyes,
I tried to anaethetize
Turn back the tide that drew him,
He couldn't be saved,
A sadness runs through him,

Time and again boys race to be men,
Impatient they start, fearful they end but,
He was a man, mourning tomorrow,
Drowned, Finally drowned in his sorrow,

Oh, he could not break surface tension,
He looked in the wrong place for redemption,
Don't look at me with those eyes,
I tried to anaethetize
Turn back the tide that drew him,
He couldn't be saved,
A sadness runs through him,

Don't look at me with those eyes,
I tried to anaethetize
Turn back the tide that drew him,
He couldn't be saved,
No, he couldn't be saved,
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him
A sadness runs through him