The time will come,
It always has, it always will...

I can't say exactly where they went,
They just faded away...

It was a warm summer night. Friday the 13th in...
I took with me a mirror with a brindle colored...

Without a name, without a place,
My generation...

I didn't know that he could die,
Nor did I me or you...

Standing alone in the large corn field,
The Scarecrow holds his ground...