Can you still be young tomorrow
Or will you do some thinking first
Your mouth overflows
It overflows
And yet you're dying of thirst

Now I catch only small pieces
From a deaf and tattered mind
You see no reason for concern
So I must leave you

Can I put the words in for you
Like when we used to converse
You seemed much older than your face
A vision of colourful verse

Shall we take a look at the bright side
Can I take it you'll be there
I can't remember all that I want to
But you seemed younger when you were there

Now I catch only small pieces
Of a deaf and tattered mind
You see no reason for concern
So I must leave you
Leave you blind