this is a story from a long time ago
about a boy that i used to know
he had problems i knew about
and the schools all just threw him outand as the years kept passing us by
no matter what i would say or try
he would walk on his path alone
while the rest of us had a thronewith a secret that no-one knew
except for me and a chosen few
and i wish it wasn't truei know we'll meet again
i wish that i knew when
we will meet again
'cause then we'll do it right
yeah next time we will fightas feathers came flying off him
he found out that he never could swim
he still thought that he was a shark
but the water was cold and darkand when i thought he was out of breath
he just defeated and cheated death
did he get what he came here for?
well he never asked me for morewith no-one left to see
he broke free
we saw him fade away
and staring at the sun
one by one
we felt him slip away