eye of the needle
eye to eye
knowing that you'll remain
in the room with leather chair
grandfather clock
watching the passing of these days

to cling to conversation
to wipe away freeway tears
to realize the underestimated
this span of
to pray for will
and death as a reward for a life well lived

and this is the sound of shedding
of these things that i've worn like a skin

boy you will never know happiness
boy you will only know sorrow
boy you talk so serious