Good enough to slink, to creep, to crawl, to stray between the needs
Be a good son, play your part
Set your sight on passing time , your smile, your joy, your merchandise
Good enough to play your part
Welcome to your times, blind son
Save your prayers, walk with me

Want to save what's inside
Save what's still there
The innocence

Want to save trusting eyes
Hopeful eyes
Inner light

Come now

To grow, to hope, to climb and fall
To try, to form, to decompose
Be a good boy, take your dose
To overrate the musts you've got
To be prepared to pay the price
Be a good son, take it now

Want to save what's inside
Save what's still there
The innocence

Want to save trusting eyes
Hopeful eyes
Inner light

The sweet irony
This circle never breaks
Oh sweet irony, help
This circle never breaks