Hello, old friend, are you back again?
I can hear your rings on the pavement
Nice to see you keep up appearances
But must you bang so hard on my basement?

All your plants are dead, balance in the red
But you always paid your way, better not to say how

After Collingwood, saw you as you were
Shot for Hollywood, draped in dirty fur
This town was not big enough for the one of you
Doors were too narrow and the chill wind blew

Felt it in your bones, rolled away the stone
You rose again in the Northern autumn

But when you lay me down, sweet and slow
My heart won't fight it
Stone cold, flyin' like a hawk
Skywards

In the city of dreamers, there were so many like you
Snowflakes meltin' in the perma-sun, bands on the run
It was warm at night, but cold inside you

Though it never rained, sometimes hurricaned
With you in the eye of them, they'd always spare your hair

But when you lay me down, sweet and slow
My heart won't fight it
Stone cold, flyin' like a hawk
Skywards

They called you the cool change
'Cause when you darkened the doorway
Someone's life was about to get clouded
But not me, though

I was the one who thought the sun shined
From your eyes when you smiled
You were the chosen boy
And you chose to ride the wind

But when you lay me down, sweet and slow
My heart won't fight it
Stone cold, flyin' like a hawk
Skywards