have seen all in both your faces
wanting now to be other places
bending down to tie my own laces
the thing that takes us over
takes away the thought of getting older
endless summers make your heart a little colder
the man without shoulders
all with hearts, see him fall
placed, parked, planted, plunged
in an unanswered call on an emotional wall
rooted and muted with a disdain for the mundane
this thing that takes us over
the things we thought were long gone
come back to us
come back to us
once the curtains drawn
that thing takes over again
the man with no shoulders waves
from some forgetting place
far and away with just a tiny trace
no room to rent, no face to face
but your own, with no escape
come back to us
come back to us
Dear Man With NO Shoulders,
HE as feral as he wants to be
HE with the inability to let oneself be happy
HE crippled with fear from his younger years
HE a tortured talent suppressing primal tears
HE who gets caught up with catching up
HE who wants one way or none
HE to the limit with love
come back to us
come back to us
remember the things which mean most
these things are still quite close
lets toast to the way...... well, we'll see how it goes
this thing will never go
the man with no shoulders finds four
need we all want more
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