We wrote the book on wasting time He laughed at jokes that made no one else smile The time we spent on kicking stones Could've been those that changed the world
But luck wasn't on our side In fact, it plotted our downfall Whispering plans of attack The warrior cry, it cried oh so loud
Now the moon shines down on your pale face Cold and motionless Eyes open wide in shock Bucket kicking was never a favorite game of ours