|
Hey
|
you,
|
out
|
there
|
in
|
the
|
cold
|
Getting
|
lonely,
|
getting
|
old
|
Can
|
you
|
feel
|
me?
|
Hey
|
you,
|
standing
|
in
|
the
|
aisles
|
With
|
itchy
|
feet
|
and
|
|
|
fading
|
smiles
|
Can
|
you
|
feel
|
me?
|
Hey
|
you,
|
Don't
|
help
|
them
|
to
|
bury
|
the
|
light
|
Don't
|
give
|
in
|
without
|
a
|
fight
|
Hey
|
you,
|
out
|
there
|
|
|
on
|
your
|
own
|
sitting
|
naked
|
by
|
the
|
phone
|
Would
|
you
|
touch
|
me?
|
Hey
|
you,
|
with
|
your
|
ear
|
against
|
the
|
wall
|
waiting
|
for
|
someone
|
to
|
call
|
|
|
out
|
Would
|
you
|
touch
|
me?
|
Hey
|
you,
|
would
|
you
|
help
|
me
|
to
|
carry
|
the
|
stone?
|
Open
|
your
|
heart,
|
I'm
|
coming
|
home
|
But
|
it
|
was
|
only
|
|
|
fantasy
|
The
|
wall
|
was
|
too
|
high
|
As
|
you
|
can
|
see
|
No
|
matter
|
how
|
he
|
tried
|
He
|
could
|
not
|
break
|
free
|
And
|
the
|
worms
|
ate
|
into
|
|
|
his
|
brain
|
Hey
|
you,
|
out
|
there
|
on
|
the
|
road
|
Always
|
doing
|
what
|
you're
|
told
|
Can
|
you
|
help
|
me?
|
Hey
|
you,
|
out
|
there
|
beyond
|
the
|
wall
|
|
|
Breaking
|
bottles
|
in
|
the
|
hall
|
Can
|
you
|
help
|
me?
|
Hey
|
you,
|
don't
|
tell
|
me
|
there's
|
not
|
hope
|
at
|
all
|
Together
|
we
|
stand,
|
divided
|
we
|
fall
|
|