He learned to walk His legs learned to carry more than weight
A gloomy mind and heavy thoughts, disciples of his fate.
A foreign heart trapped in this world and out of place
Looking in from the outside the inside of disgrace.
A young mans struggle to invoke his inner self.
To find seclusion is the only thing that helps.
The time will come, someday
All things dear will pass away
In the wake a world that for them has ceased to twirl
On that day he won´t cry, no he won´t shed a tear
On that day he won´t cry, no he won´t shed a tear
He saw himself resentful in his nature to comply
And learn the tongue of bitter silence but never knowing why
As years went by the young boy, now a man, a hardened mind
Complications of the life, of living all behind
An old man´s struggle to regain what he once lost
Seems so futile in presence of the cost
The time will come, someday
All things dear will pass away
In the wake a world that for them has ceased to twirl
On that day he won´t cry, no he won´t shed a tear
On that day he won´t cry, no he won´t shed a tear
What he knows today that his bitterness prevails
Lesson learned well played judgement day will come this way
On that day he won´t cry, no he won´t shed a tear
On that day he won´t cry, no he won´t shed a tear
No he won´t shed a tear
No he won´t shed a tear

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