Vārdi: Ween. The Pod. Alone.

When the life inside, no doubt has died
And you've turned your head away
You tried to pay, but at the end of the day
It's you again, alone
Alone, confined the mess in your mind
When you can't relate to them

You've reaped and sown
But little is known by those who aren't alone
Why should a man learn not again
What he has learned before?
He's overcome but must succumb
To what he's living for

He tried and tried, all those survived
He missed, and he's fallen short
The little known, his heart of stone
Will make him feel alone