---

A shoulder knocked me

in a crowd

I felt the bone break,

I heard the sound

I walked where

The light was fading fast

I saw my death,

it came at last

Chorus: this is you walking

With a rope around your neck

A black bird on each shoulder

Waiting for your eyes to peck

This world is the only branch from which the rope is swinging

I hear him in the breeze that stirs the corn

I run but. An never escape the storm

Chorus:

a disappointment you are.

When your a man of glass

Let’s get this over with

I’m keen to end the farce

Oh life is fear dear

Death is always free dear

Do not shed a tear dear

one day you will see dear