behind your neighbour's house
We made up stories about the old man
who lived behind the door
we'd never ever seen him go outside
Maybe when he was a young man,
with the whole world to please
He tried hard at first, till he figured out,
it only gave him further to
My mother told me that she knew him
with his notebook and an absent smile
And she showed me pictures,
little children standing in a line
And he was the smallest one,
with his eyes cast to the ground
with the whole world to please
He tried hard at first, till he figured out,
it only gave him further to fall
So he took all his trophies
Into a sad, misshapen lump of gold
He used to keep the door ajar
And then one night in mid -July
when the street was still and quiet
I woke up in the darkness,
sirens blaring through the night
they did everything they could
But they couldn't hold him back
No, but they couldn't hold him back
with the whole world to please
He tried hard at first, till he figured out,
it only gave him further to fall
with the whole world to please
He tried hard at first, till he figured out,
it only gave him further to fall
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