1. The Boy

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People are puppets held together with string
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him
As he asks me to pray to the God he doesn't believe in

Time and again boys are raised to be men
Impatient they start, fearful they end
But here was a man mourning tomorrow
He drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow

Oh, he could not break surface tension
He looked in the wrong place for redemption

And don't look at me with those eyes
I tried to unheave the ties
Turn back the tide that drew him
He couldn't be saved
A sadness runs through him
Through him