Even Flow sing and play along

Freezing, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete

again. Oh, feeling maybe he'll see a little better set of days,

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 he looks insane.

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies,

oh, he don't know,

so he chases them away.

Oh, someday yet,

he'll begin his life again,

life again, life again.

Kneeling, looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read,

ooh, yeah.

Oh, praying, now to something that has never showed him anything.

Oh, feeling, understands the weather of the winter's on it's way.

Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame.

Hey.

Ooh, whisp'ring hands

gently lead him away,

him away, him away.

Yeah.

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies,

oh, he don't know,

so he chases them away.

Oh, someday yet,

he'll begin his life again.

Oh, whisp'ring hands

gently lead him away,

him away, him away.

Yeah.