It's not that hard being the trying man But it is when time starts dying You may think you are as beautiful as the stars and red skies The black monster that comes to stare at me sleep every night It's hard to be the happy man when things rot you And why does no one feel the same as me I've existed upon black roses I never hurt anyone So I'll hurt myself instead You can save my life if you want to And I can save yours too And I'll glide And I'll glide high high And I'll glide high high And I'll glide high high The future's one I hope to count on But not knowing brings me down All the literature couldn't replace the fact I'll die alone How can you be the monster then if you're the one that's in the bed lying? And I'll glide And I'll glide high high And I'll glide And I'll glide high high