Pictures replay upon the screen
To tell their stories true...

He wanders through the land
Of places past and gone...

"Ha-ha-ha Ho-ho-ho
And a couple of tra-la-las...

Don't tell me shattered truths
And hopes and dreams long gone...

The Searing flesh and burning pain
The art of dancing in the rain...

Have mercy on my parted soul
Where restless graves I stay...

Hark the beauty of its song
Stopping those of days so long...

I've sat and watched the tide
On this sandy, lonely beach...

The window mark
Outside- invisible...

He's not standing where he can be seen
On his shoulders all weight does lean...