maybe i'm a-ramblin' 'n' my words're jus' a-gamblin' my feet keep th' rythm of th' beat on this empty street who shall i meet? who shall i greet? wastin' in this lonely room you're as guilty it's my tomb if my words're jus' a chance then, what's left t'do... but dance? so, my feet move with th' drum i'm fed only by a crumb i break th' silence with a stone i'm a king on a pointless throne i learn'd th' things that were t'be known for all th' days that i have grown wear my mask of comedy maybe it's my remedy weave a basket for th' sun put a cork in your fiery gun! 'n' one day we shall fly 'n' one day we shall die 'n' fly again 'n' die again then i'll go t'heaven if i'm let in it's not my choice i'm judged by my vioce 'n' one day this crazy world'll make some sense