John

John takes a seat

So he can wind his watch

Not working anymore

But it's so good to touch

It's the only solid evidence

Of what he's done and seen

It helps him to remember

His past life was not a dream

It used to tell the time

When he was young

But time means nothing now

He has a clear view of the sun

John stopped me

On the street today

He didn't have

That much to say

I said I had to get to work

But he begged me to stay

There was a look in his eyes

I'd never seen before

I couldn't walk away

I knew I wouldn't see him anymore

He bummed a smoke

Looked off into space awhile

Then he looked into my eyes

And unleashed a fleeting smile

Dennis it's so good to see you

You have no idea

Just how bad

It's getting on the street

I try to hide away

But they find me every day

And I'm so f**king tired of the heat

Yeah I'm so f**king tired of the heat

Yesterday I heard the news

They sent me a letter said It was suicide

Yesterday I heard the news

They sent me a letter said It was suicide

But I know better

Said it was suicide but I know better