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