he found a simple way to express himself
he explained it in a note
and then he settled down to excuse himself
with the simple words he wrote
and when he came around he was lying down
in a bed that's not his own
and as the doctor signed his bill of health
these were the words the doctor spoke
he said, "this, this is your life
and you can either make the most of what you have
or you can throw it all away
but there are people here who'd give anything
just to live another day."
and the patient cried, the doctor sighed
as he turned and walked away
and he left the patient lying there
in the lonely bed he made
somewhere something went missing
still-life, static, and distant
steadily losing its feeling
stale eyes stare at the ceiling
too much to say with simple words

he found a simple way to express himself
and he wrote it in a song
about a better world than the one we have
and the path that seems so long
it's just another way to find the words to say
that the hopeless days are gone
and that you take this life and make the most of it
and find a meaning all your own
this, this is your life; you can accept it or change it
if you just make up your mind
somewhere something went missing
still-life, static, and distant
steadily losing its feeling
stale eyes starte at the ceiling
too much to say with simple words

you found yourself; your sight is clearing
the veil is gone. you stand alone.