The little boy is gone There must be something wrong Because the dog has jumped the fence again He laid the blanket down And he broke the water out And not a drop spilled from his hand No, no No, no, no, no, no You could see it in his eyes Touching natures grace The buttered cups tattoed his warrior face He laid the blanket down He broke the water out And not a drop did he try to taste No, no No, no, no, no, no Try to believe But it will only make you want to cry Try to conceive For his friend he had to die Try to believe, believe Try to conceive For his friend he had to die He laid the towel down And broke the rations out And not a bit fell in his tired hand He looked up to the sky, saying he was ready He said that he was ready I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready