Intro : Fre--ezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again       Oh, Fee--lin'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 yeah Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane,  oh 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 a--gain  life a--gain... Kne--elin', looking through the paper through he doesn't know to read,  ooh yeah Oh, pra--yin', now to something that has never showed him anything Oh, fee--lin', understands the weather of the winters on its  way           Oh, cei--lings, 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 Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...    him a--way, him a--way...        Yeah ! Instrumental : 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 Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...    him a--way, him a--way...        Yeah !