He saw the light
He cant tell
green means go
Or something else,
Life is too strange
Just to care
Some go to heaven,
Go to hell.
knocking on doors
When im dead,
The man on the chair
Eating bread
White hair long
With the dread,
Asked me if care
Where i end.
Life goes on
As it should
No one cared.
We are like the
Bird in the nest,
They kick you out,
You learn to fly
Or break your neck
Shatter your pride,
Or end up dead