I think he has done it all
To think he was ten feet tall
I guess one day he'd retire
To go home and play his lyre

To think an immortal can die
To think that the cold can cry
To think those who are above
Can learn how to love

I guess I was wrong
For all this long...

But when in doubt,
Or when I want to shout,
I always find it dandy
To go back to my candy