Breathe a little in,
Oh, little boy, let it all out,
Put the pen to the paper, man,
And maybe you'll have someone to listen.
The letters can be your imaginary friends,
Close your eyes, they'll even smile,
They'll adore you.
But I won't, and when you go outside,
All you'll find is rain.
There will be no parade today,
No, not for you, nothing but pain,
Numbness, right before the drum,
bang bang bang, oh you have so much to beat,
but still, no one cares. Not even a peep.
The walls stop answering, little one,
They took away your bed so where will you sleep?
Your dreams scare you awake, the things inside you,
Tormenting your future, kills who you could be,
Don't worry, smoke this tree,
It's herbal, medicine, a natural remedy,
Just what you need.
The twigs will listen,
breathe in so deeply,
Maybe they'll stay,
Maybe you won't be lonely.
You just have to pay,
Breathe out, money, money,
get that green, green,
But what is the price of your own,
Worthless freedom,
Getting high with the clouds,
Till the anchors weigh you down.
Your ship no one scrubs,
Your boat no one floats,
Your mast no one will touch,
Your rudder is covered in rust,
You are going nowhere,
You are good for nothing,
And no one cares,
The truth laid out to bare,
Is you are without love
And even the bud is gone.