I once knew a man
Who lived for the chance
To sail across the open sea

But when he grew old
Without friend or foe
He found it was not meant to be

So when he moved on
Though none sang his song
He wandered the Earth forevermore

And still to this day
You can hear him say
"How I wish I had danced
When I'd had the chance
On the wind and the sea
And I'll never be free
Of this regret"

every day
walking through a hall of lies
"how are you's"
"I'm good's"
"hello's & hi's"

walking,
eyes straight ahead
I see nothing,
never ends.

If I shoot you down,
Please, don't take it personally.
I am a walking trigger warning;

It doesn't take much to set me off.
I explode at the slightest provocation
And make sure the cause

Is stained as red as my vision.
Your shirt might never be clean again.
Neither will I.