Try not to picture that silver ring
On his bony fingers it lingers still
Try not to picture the world he sees
Through the fog of memories and ill-will

Hope you’re not bitter at the songs he sings
How in hushed and whimpered whispers they slither
Try not to picture your bear trapped in a razor-wire cage
Made from his thoughts and from his dreams
And the nightmares in between

And never think about the lies you pushed into his head
And never think about the nights he wishes he were dead
And never wonder even once if maybe you’re to blame
(No, you are not to blame)
And never worry, never worry, never worry, never worry

Try not to picture your bear trapped in a razor wire cage
Made from his fears and from his hopes and the lies you told the most
And never think about the lies you pushed into his head
And never think about the nights he wishes he were dead
And never ever, ever
No, you are not to blame

And never worry, never worry, never worry, never worry