With mamas blanket Wrapt around your shoulder You are the fittest of them all Still you're getting bolder My friend told me That your eyes grown colder Let's hope it's within The eye of the beholder Soon you will be left With no one When kindness goes And forgiveness runs You stand in front Of the sun Telling tales to yourself That your the one that won That final contest in solitude You could admit but then You're never in the mood That the game you played Was awfully rude Still it goes along with the interlude Bored with clay You count the stars Calculate on how You could live on Mars No species is like yours Introducing old shackles While welding new bars Come on and hit The road the Jack I gave you once Such a sacred track Now the whip licks the blood Of your back And the egg in your hand Is about to crack But I'm within you and you within me I talk to you humanity Go or stay is the same you'll see But I bet from yourself you never break free