Read about Seymour yesterday In the news that found it's way To where I sleep and seek to be Where I am, I hear, I see Read about Seymour in my mind Window stacks across the blinds The lightning tower on Pyre Hill I wonder where I'll find my fill Don't look out! Don't look out! Don't look out! Don't look out! Read about Seymour, look my way Feel him near day after day All cutla** and alone, alas The spirit sank like mourning gla** Read about Seymour yesterday In the news that found it's way To where I sleep and seek to be Where I am, I hate to see Don't look out! Don't look out! Don't look out! Don't look out!