J's Song.

One day the saints came calling. They came and they took you home.

And though we both we're falling. One of us would stand alone.

I wonder if you see me, and all of my foolish ways.

And when the rain is pouring, you set the sky ablaze.

You scorn me with your lightning. Just as my chest is tightening...

The kids, they share a story. Of the guy with the crooked smile.

And how he fought for glory, and left this place in style.

But they don't know your struggle. The boy who was chasing trouble...

You tried to search for answers, but they all fed you lies.

You said that nothing matters, we should just try to get by.

I said the ice would shatter, and we'll make it out alive.

And now I'm the one who's the sceptic. How did life get twice as hectic...

The girls they share a story. Of the boy with dazzling eyes.

I share my inventory, but they'll never know your disguise.

They can't know your struggle. The boy with broken knuckles.

Sometimes I see your face, behind my tired eyes.

I try to show you my grace, but both my hands are tied.

I wonder if you hear me, and all of my senseless ways.

I wonder if you're near me, to help me through my days.

Sometimes a smile I'm faking, to hide a heart that's aching.

Of all the things that you learned, you we're taught alone.

And now two flightless birds, one of them is free to roam.

And so I'll start my crusade. Maybe one day we'll both get paid.

Sometimes I share a story, of my troubled friend.

Eager ears open for me...

But they'll never hear the end.